Bibi Dong quickly finished explaining everything, then had the representatives of each academy team draw lots to determine the order of the matches and their opponents. Once everything had been explained, she left several cardinals to oversee the competition and departed.
She did not need to be present for these ordinary matches.
Only the final match required the Pope's presence as a sign of solemnity.
Bibi Dong did not leave, however. Instead, she walked along the long stream of people toward Xu Ran.
Everyone was stunned. Watching Bibi Dong's elegant figure and graceful steps left them drooling. Bibi Dong was a peerless beauty, and the close-fitting Pope's Formal Gown wrapped around her figure displayed her exquisitely developed, utterly perfect curves to the fullest.
Bibi Dong was clearly a woman who knew how to control herself. In an instant, the halo of the Pope faded from her. As that sacred halo receded, a femininity that was impossible to forget after a single glance captivated countless people there.
"So this is His Holiness the Pope? Truly worthy of being my idol. My devotion is practically making me drool."
"His Holiness the Pope is so powerful, yet she's also so beautiful, with such an incredible figure."
Countless people looked Bibi Dong's figure up and down, their eyes almost popping out.
Since Bibi Dong had come to see Xu Ran, she naturally displayed her charms and femininity, consciously or otherwise. Perhaps Bibi Dong herself had not even realized it; these were all subconscious actions.
She always treated Xu Ran differently from everyone else.
Because Xu Ran held an important place in her heart.
"Damn it. His Holiness the Pope seems to be heading toward Xu Ran."
"How does a monster like Xu Ran have such luck with women? Even His Holiness the Pope..."
"What