"Bibi Dong, this is the Saint Son you appointed?" Qian Daoliu's tone carried a hint of mockery.
Bibi Dong's judgment of people was still as poor as ever.
With Tang San's temperament and that body radiating endless Evil Qi, what did it matter how gifted he was? All she had nurtured was a beast that would wreak havoc wherever he went.
He had heard before that Bibi Dong had taken in a Saint Son, but he had not asked further. He valued only Qian Renxue. With his support, Qian Renxue would soon claim the position of Pope of Spirit Hall. He had paid no attention to these moves of Bibi Dong's.
But he had never expected Bibi Dong to bring such a terrifying demon into Spirit Hall.
If Tang San were any stronger, he would be a disaster for all of Spirit Hall.
As Spirit Hall's First Elder, he knew more than the others. The terrifying baleful Qi Tang San possessed had already exceeded the bounds of an Evil Soul Master. If his guess was right, Tang San was a god's successor, inheriting the Rakshasa God's legacy.
"It was all my fault." This time, Bibi Dong did not argue. She lightly clenched her teeth, willing to accept any punishment.
Even if she lost her position as Pope now, it would not matter. She had long since lost interest in it.
"Hmm?" Qian Daoliu and the many elders were somewhat surprised. Bibi Dong had always been proud, never once bowing her head. Yet now, she had offered no defense and admitted her fault outright.
It left them all dazed. They felt as though Bibi Dong had become a different person, though the change was for the better. The old Bibi Dong had been so obstinate that no one in Spirit Hall