Inside Papal Hall, a master and disciple were staring each other down.
Little Fox's eyes were full of stubbornness; clearly, she had already argued with her teacher.
After a long while, Bibi Dong helplessly rubbed her forehead. The words Ning Bei had said before leaving were still echoing in her mind.
"Who wasn't a saintess raised as the pope's successor? Perfect timing—you two are master and disciple, and they're also master and disciple over there. Your master gets ruined by the master, and the disciple gets ruined by the disciple. A perfect closed loop."
At that thought, Bibi Dong's head hurt even more. Though she did not think her own disciple would betray her, better safe than sorry!
"Na Na, you really don't have to insist on choosing Slaughter City. Wouldn't it be fine to go train in Great Death Canyon with Xie Yue and Yan?"
A strong surge of emotion flashed through Hu Liena's eyes. Clearly, the loss in the Soul Master Competition had dealt her a heavy blow.
"But Teacher, if I do that, I may never catch up to the geniuses of Royal Fight Second Team. I can't accept that. Only by undergoing training in Slaughter City will I be qualified to challenge them again."
"Sigh!"
Bibi Dong sighed, her heart filled with mixed feelings. In the end, her affection for her disciple still overcame that bit of suspicion in her heart.
"Fine. Teacher agrees to let you go train in Slaughter City, but you have to promise me a few things."
Hearing her teacher relent, Little Fox, who was kneeling on the ground, lifted her head in surprise and delight, her eyes full of excitement.
"Teacher, please tell me. Forget a few—I'll agree even if it's hundreds of requirements."
Bibi Dong curled her lip. Fulfill these