"Greetings, Your Holiness!"
Only after everyone had taken their seats did Golden Crocodile Douluo salute, as though he had only just noticed her.
The Worship Hall had always had zero communication with the Papal Palace. Delivering a show of force at their very first meeting certainly left an impression. If the two sides started tearing into each other, Golden Crocodile Douluo had his justification, too: she had been the first to snap at Qian Renxue, after all.
Following his gaze, Bibi Dong saw her daughter, and her imposing presence instantly diminished.
Propping her chin on her hand, she asked wearily, "What brings you here, Second Worship?"
Returning to the negotiating table, Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes shone. "The Great Enshrined knew the Holy Maiden's words carried little weight, so he sent me to take a look and lend a hand."
The heavy sarcasm actually made Bibi Dong laugh. "Since you've come all this way, Second Worship, speak plainly!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo said, "On behalf of the Great Enshrined and the entire Worship Hall, I have only one demand-Lin Qian is to join the Worship Hall as the Eighth Enshrined!"
"No!" Bibi Dong laid her cards on the table as well. "Lin Qian is my disciple. Naturally, I should be the one teaching him!"
She utterly detested Qian Daoliu's attempt to poach her disciple and would never compromise.
Once Lin Qian went to the Worship Hall, it would inevitably deal a heavy blow to her own faction.
The clash between immortals escalated, yet everyone just had to look his way, demanding that he state his position.
Lin Qian desperately wanted to fall asleep until dawn without waking-preferably never waking again!
Glancing at Qian Renxue's expectant face, Lin Qian did not indulge her this time. They were supposed to be husband and wife