What's an instant noodle seasoning packet?
The question merely passed through Bibi Dong's mind before she stopped paying it any attention. After all, her son was an idiot, so anything he said was perfectly normal.
"Take me to that person. I'd like to see just who dared bully my son!"
After hearing what Qian Renxing said, Bibi Dong's expression changed at once.
An unprecedented surge of anger rose in her heart.
She had never imagined that such a rebel was hiding within Spirit Hall, someone who even dared insult her son!
This was not insulting her son, but slapping her in the face. If she could not even deal with this, how would the people of Spirit Hall view her in the future? Would she, the Pope, have any dignity left?!!
"I'll take you to him right now!"
Qian Renxing nodded and hurriedly scooted his bottom forward to clear some room. "Mom, get on! We can squeeze another person in. Ride my tricycle. It'll be faster."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong could not help looking at the seat of Qian Renxing's tricycle.
It barely fit one child. Expecting her to sit down too just because he had cleared a little room was rather asking the impossible.
But there was really no explaining such things to an intellectually disabled child, so she could only say, "Mom won't ride. Mom can go very fast on foot too. You ride ahead, and Mom will follow behind."
"All right, then!"
Qian Renxing left it at that and rode his little tricycle as though he were flying, without worrying that Bibi Dong might not keep up. "Woohoo! Watch me ride my tricycle straight for Zhuge Liang's four-wheeled carriage!!"
Who's Zhuge Liang? Is he the person who just insulted my son? Why go straight for his four-wheeled carriage? Is that a horse-drawn carriage or some other vehicle?
These questions lingered in Bibi Dong's mind for only an instant before she had no time to consider them, because Qian Renxing was actually riding his tricycle so fast that he vanished from sight in the blink of an eye.
"Xiao Xing, wait for Mom!!"
Bibi Dong grew anxious.
Who would have known an intellectually disabled child could ride a tricycle so fast? She hurriedly lifted the hem of her gown and chased after him.
To be honest, running with a jeweled scepter was quite awkward, especially when she also had to hold up her gown. Bibi Dong somewhat regretted speaking so confidently earlier.
Fortunately, as a Titled Douluo, Bibi Dong did have some ability. Even without Martial Soul Possession, her physical body was remarkably powerful.
Once she got serious, she soon caught up with Qian Renxing.
"Haha, my mom's here~"
Qian Renxing rode his tricycle, coming and going like the wind.
After knocking Yan flying and getting scolded by him, he had immediately vanished to fetch his parent, wasting hardly any time at all.
From Yan's perspective, he had simply watched an intellectually disabled child ride away on a tricycle, only to return shortly afterward.
"I'm telling you, my mom's the Pope. You're finished!!"
Yes, he was even saying things like that. How was this an intellectually disabled child? He was practically a demon child.
Beside him, Hu Liena and Xie Yue both wore expressions that said, You're on your own.
"I really didn't mean it just now! I really didn't mean to say that! I know I was wrong. I'll apologize to you, all right?!!"
When Yan saw Qian Renxing return on his tricycle, his expression looked worse than if he were crying.
Especially when he saw a woman chasing behind Qian Renxing, lifting her gown and clutching a scepter, his heart instantly went half cold.
Seriously, if your mom's the Pope, you should've said so! Then, even if you knocked me flying, not only would I not dare scold you, I'd have to shout, "Well hit!"
"It's not that you know you were wrong, and you don't really want to apologize to me. You know my mom's here and you're in trouble!"
Qian Renxing roared with laughter.
In Yan's eyes at this moment, this intellectually disabled child was nothing short of a demon king. How could such a terrifying child exist in this world? Especially when he heard his shouts.
"Mom, over here! He's the one who scolded me just now!!"
Qian Renxing pointed his finger straight at Yan, whose face was deathly pale and whose back was drenched in sweat.
At this moment, as he watched the imposing Pope turn her gaze upon him, Yan truly was drenched in sweat!
"Your Holiness, I've been wronged!!"
Yan shouted loudly, wanting to clear his name. He only felt that he was unlucky, unlucky, unlucky-his bad luck had followed him all the way home!
"So you mean my son falsely accused you?"
Running behind him, Bibi Dong finally caught up with Qian Renxing and saw that the person who had bullied her son was actually a student representative from Spirit Hall Academy whom she had just received.
At first, she had thought it was a misunderstanding.
But upon hearing Yan's words, Bibi Dong immediately knitted her brows, anger rising in her heart. "My son's an idiot who can't even lie, and you're saying he falsely accused you?!!"
"No, no, no, no, Your Holiness! I didn't mean this idiot was lying..."
Yan was already speaking without thinking. Realizing that he was now calling Qian Renxing an idiot again, he hurriedly corrected himself. "No, I didn't mean to insult the Holy Son, and it's not... when I insulted the Holy Son just now, I really didn't know he was the Holy Son..."
Yan was only making things worse with every word, and as he spoke, Bibi Dong's expression grew darker and darker.
"Enough!!"
Bibi Dong snapped coldly, "Since you admit that you insulted my son, that's enough! Guards, throw this man into Spirit Hall's prison. Lock him up for a year first, and we'll see after that!!"
Bibi Dong did not care about any of his excuses. She only needed to confirm that Yan really had insulted Qian Renxing.
What did a genius from Spirit Hall Academy amount to in her eyes?
Only someone useful to her deserved to be called a genius. If he was useless to her, dared insult her son, and showed no respect whatsoever for her as the Pope, then the greater his talent, the greater his crime!!
At Bibi Dong's command, Soul Masters from Spirit Hall immediately appeared, seized Yan, and escorted him straight to Spirit Hall's prison.
"I've been wronged! I've really been wronged!!"
Yan shouted as several Spirit Hall Soul Masters escorted him away.
As he stared in disbelief at the Pope he respected from the bottom of his heart, then at the intellectually disabled child roaring with laughter, his young heart shattered with a crack.
Seriously, he had only insulted this intellectually disabled child once. How had that landed him in Spirit Hall's prison?!!
"Don't waste your breath. Everyone who goes into Spirit Hall's prison shouts the same thing."
The Spirit Hall Soul Masters holding Yan remained expressionless, without a shred of sympathy. Besides, Yan had not been unjustly sent to Spirit Hall's prison.
For daring to insult the Pope's son in Spirit Hall, even ten lives would not have been enough for this brat to throw away. The Pope was already being very merciful by only intending to lock him up for a year.
Seeing how Yan was escorted away to Spirit Hall's prison at a single command from Bibi Dong,
Qian Renxing looked at Bibi Dong with wide eyes. "You really are my mom!"