Qian Renxue gave a soft "Mm," her fingers resting on the armrest, and said nothing more.
She Long stroked his beard and said gravely, "You shouldn't handle this personally. I'll have Salasi do it. First, he can sound him out; second, he can take the opportunity to invite him. If you interfere too much, you'll only arouse suspicion and expose a flaw."
Qian Renxue glanced up at him. A trace of warmth flashed through her eyes before she concealed it, merely nodding. "All right."
At that same moment, inside the Spirit Hall Heaven Dou Branch Hall, the atmosphere in the main hall was so oppressive it seemed almost frozen.
Bang, bang, bang-
Salasi slammed his palm onto the desk, making the teacup jump and tea splash everywhere.
"A genius like this appeared in Suotuo City a week ago, and why didn't any of you report it?!"
His voice was harsh, his fury towering to the heavens, his eyes glaring as though they might spit fire.
The messenger standing below was so frightened he scarcely dared breathe. He bowed with his head lowered, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, afraid the slightest misstep would implicate him.
This was someone His Holiness the Pope had personally issued written orders to pay special attention to, yet he had been in Suotuo City for an entire week without Salasi discovering it. Instead, Salasi had only learned of it when his superiors informed him.
His innate soul power had been level three, yet now he cultivated at astonishing speed and had never lost a one-against-two match at the Soto Great Soul Arena.
He was a genius. He was absolutely a genius!
Had he come from a sect, an established clan, or an aristocratic house, Salasi would have accepted it-though Spirit Hall was a colossal power,