Chapter 591 Qian Daoliu: "My granddaughter was deceived, and the goddess was also taken away?"_1
"Hoo!"
Luo Yu walked out of a hotel in Wuhun City alone, letting out a breath of relief.
He glanced back at the hotel.
Shaking his head repeatedly.
"After much persuasion, I finally managed to calm those three little ancestors down."
"Otherwise, if they came with me to the Martial Soul Hall and met Dong'er, wouldn't they have started a fight?"
Luo Yu looked in the direction of the Martial Soul Hall, a smile appearing on his lips.
I wonder how Dong'er has been after not seeing her for a while.
Also to inquire about Xiaowu and Zhu Qing's recent news.
"Swoosh!"
Luo Yu's figure flickered, and he disappeared from the spot.
To the surprise of the surrounding crowd.
"Tiny Droplets Tiny Droplets Tiny Droplets!"
Not long after, three stunningly beautiful women walked out of the hotel, determinedly following in the direction Luo Yu had gone.
...
The most core area of the Martial Soul Hall.
The Pope's Great Hall.
Inside the hall, Bi Bidong sat on the gem-encrusted Pope's throne, wearing her crown, her skin fairer than snow, her long legs crossed one over the other.
Her phoenix eyes glittered with an authoritative light.
Gazing down from above.
The Chrysanthemum Douluo, with his gentle demeanor, and a sinister man stood below, awaiting orders.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Charm, you two go and wait outside Slaughter City. After Nana's training session is over, bring her back," Bi Bidong ordered.
Chrysanthemum Douluo dared not directly look at the beautiful Female Pope above him and said softly while bowing, "Your Eminence, isn't it too cruel to send the goddess to train there so early?"
"I'm worried for her safety."
Bi Bidong said, "If she wishes to go, then let her."
"You also saw the final battle of the Continental Senior Soul Master Competition held in the square a few days ago."
"Nana was struck by it and is eager to become stronger, which is a good thing."
Chrysanthemum Douluo recalled the scene of the competition, his body trembling, as he took a deep breath.
His voice filled with puzzlement.
"I don't understand how that unknown Shrek and those girls from Tianshui Academy could be such monsters."
"Even the goddess was no match for them, our Golden Generation was completely overwhelmed."
Bi Bidong was not at all angry about this, but instead, the corners of her lips turned up slightly, and a hint of pride flickered in her phoenix eyes.
"It didn't surprise me that Nana lost."
"What?" Chrysanthemum Douluo was confused.
"Tianshui Academy and Shrek must have the guidance of masters behind them, so it's natural for them to be strong," Bi Bidong explained.
Chrysanthemum Douluo was shocked.
"No way."
"What master could rival our Martial Soul Hall?"
Bi Bidong had no interest in explaining further and lazily waved her hand.
"Enough, you may leave. I'm tired today."
"As you command!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghostly Douluo didn't dare to say more and promptly withdrew.
Reaching the door and just opening the doors to the hall,
Chrysanthemum Douluo halted.
"I have one last thing to say."
"Those girls from Shrek and Tianshui Academy have extreme talent and power. If we don't recruit them, they might become great enemies of our Martial Soul Hall in the future, obstructing our development."
"Shall I go and recruit them?"
Bi Bidong's brows creased slightly.
"Give it up, you won't be able to recruit them."
"How come?" Chrysanthemum Douluo was somewhat incredulous, "With the power and resources of our Martial Soul Hall, with your strength and glory, can't we attract a few young girls?"
A playful smile appeared on Bi Bidong's lips.
"And if you can't recruit them, what do you plan to do?"
A cold light flashed in Chrysanthemum Douluo's gentle phoenix eyes.
He made a throat-slitting gesture.
"If I can't recruit them, I might as well make a clean sweep and eliminate them."
"Forget about it,"
Bi Bidong shook her head, "You wouldn't be able to handle the consequences of dealing with them."
Chrysanthemum Douluo said with a smile, "Isn't that why I have you backing me up? You are my confidence; I have nothing to fear!"
"What if I also couldn't afford to provoke the person behind them?" Bi Bidong said meaningfully.
Chrysanthemum Douluo chuckled, "You're joking with your servant, right? In this world, who could possibly make you wary?"
Bi Bidong's smile at the corner of her mouth gradually turned icy.
A solemn authority emanated from her eyes.
"Leave now, and do not bring up this matter again."
Chrysanthemum Douluo shivered, yet he insisted, "Your Holiness, you really shouldn't underestimate those young girls. It would be best to either win them over now or eliminate them directly."
"Boom!"
Bi Bidong's phoenix eyes narrowed, and a terrifying aura swept over Chrysanthemum Douluo like a tempest.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's pupils dilated abruptly.
His hairs stood on end, and his calves gave out beneath him.
He couldn't understand for the life of him why Bi Bidong would get so angry when he was thoroughly considering the well-being of Martial Soul Hall.
"Please calm your anger, I beg of you!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo trembled and made repeated bows, almost dropping to his knees without rising again.
Bi Bidong's phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, her voice cold as if emanating from a phoenix's cry.
"Are you..."
"Teaching me how to handle my affairs?"
"Dare not, I wouldn't dare."
Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression was one of panic, his body quivering.
Even with the strength of a Hyper Douluo, he couldn't withstand the Female Pope's domineering presence.
Bi Bidong said:
"Consider yourself lucky today."
"Your words from just now, it's fine if only I heard them."
"But if that man heard you, knowing you were plotting against his woman, crushing your bones and scattering your ashes would be letting you off easy."
"This..."
Chrysanthemum Douluo's mouth hung open in disbelief upon hearing Bi Bidong's words.
What man could be so terrifying?
No... that's impossible.
Could it be Great Priest Qian Daoliu?
That can't be. With Qian Daoliu's age, could he possibly be those young girls' man?
That would be utterly shameless, an old bull eating tender grass.
In the haze of his thoughts, Chrysanthemum Douluo asked subconsciously, "Who?"
Before Bi Bidong could respond, a powerful male voice came from outside the hall.
"Me."
"How dare you, interrupting Her Holiness's words!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's body shook violently as he abruptly turned, glaring towards the entrance of the hall.
He saw a tall, handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes enter from outside.
"Who are you, to dare respond to Her Holiness's words?" Chrysanthemum Douluo bellowed.
Luo Yu smiled and shifted his gaze to the Female Pope sitting above.
Pointing at Chrysanthemum Douluo.
He feigned grievance:
"Wife, he was mean to me!"
"What?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghostly Douluo stood frozen in place for a moment, as if struck by lightning.
They were utterly dumbfounded.
They suspected something was wrong with their ears, unable to believe what they had just heard.
Someone calling the Female Pope 'wife'?
Who was this madman with such audacity?
Before they could recover from their shock, Bi Bidong's response startled them even more.
"Swoosh!"
The moment Bi Bidong laid eyes on Luo Yu, her phoenix eyes trembled.
She suddenly stood up, vanishing from her chair.
In the blink of an eye, she appeared outside the door.
Her tall, curvaceous figure wrapped in the Pope's robes, standing on high heels, was upright in front of Luo Yu.
The cold look on her face melted away.
Filled with resentment.
"You stinker, you know to come see me, at last?"
Upon hearing those words, Chrysanthemum Douluo and the other were completely dumbstruck.
This... this couldn't possibly be a dream, could it?
"He was mean to me just now!" Luo Yu continued, pointing at Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Bi Bidong did not turn her head, her eyes locked solely on Luo Yu, the only man for her.
But with parted red lips, she commanded with cold majesty, "Yue Guan."
"Kneel down!"