"Dear Pope: Tang Hao has been secretly protecting Tang San."

Inside a secret room in the Pope's Hall, Bibi Dong looked at the first sentence on the secret letter in his hand, frowned and continued to look down.

"Once Shrek Academy's deputy dean Zao Wou-ki bullied Tang San in the admissions test. That night, Tang Hao beat him up, and Zao Wou-ki was beaten into a pig's head. This news, the Pope only needs to inquire a little bit. You know it right away."

This secret letter is very short, just these three sentences in total.

But just these three simple sentences made Bibi Dong's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he secretly said in his heart that some actions might not be possible.

Bibi Dong looked at the end of the secret letter, where the name of the messenger was, and there were only two characters ‘Su Qin’.

Seeing these two words, an unexpected look flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.

At the beginning, she ordered this kid to be abolished, but the message from the people below was wrong, which caused the plan to fail.

That kid got the attention of the Heaven Dou Empire, so much so that the Wuhun Palace threw a rat jealous.

Although it had been taking actions for so many years, the Heaven Dou Empire had specially sent someone to secretly protect Su Qin, so that the Spirit Hall had lost some manpower, and this had to temporarily give up the action to solve the kid.

It wasn't until a secret letter from Platinum Bishop Salas two years ago that he sent the titled Douluo's Chrysanthemum Pass to it, and the result was in line with expectations.

Now this kid sent a secret letter directly, which surprised her a bit.

"Go and find out if Zao Wou-ki from Shrek Academy has been beaten as a pig."

Bibi Dong's cold voice sounded, and at the same time she lit the kerosene lamp on the secret credit desk in her hand and threw it into a brazier aside.

This letter was in this flame, turned to ashes.

"Yes."

A somewhat dry voice sounded, and then a figure quickly disappeared.

In this secret room, it was calm again.

Five days later, Sombra returned and respectfully said to Bibi Dong: "Under the crown of the Pope, this is indeed the case."

Bibi Dong frowned, waved his hand and said, "Go down."

"Yes."

The black shadow quickly disappeared from Bibi Dong's eyes.

Bibi Dong Yinya bit his lip slightly and said, "Damn Tang Hao!"

...

A few days later.

The master in a commoner suit, after some inspection by the guards of Wuhun Hall, came to the main gate of the Pope Hall.

"stop!"

Two temple knights wearing silver armor blocked the master's way, and the other hundred temple knights raised their weapons at the same time.

The person who had spoken before spoke again: "This is a forbidden place. Take one step further and kill you!"

Although he was stopped by hundreds of guards whose strength was obviously higher than his own, the master's expression was still as indifferent as usual, and he slowly raised his hand to reveal the elder token in his hand.

The person who had spoken before looked at the elder token in the master's hand, was shocked, and quickly knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "See the elder."

The other patrons saw that their boss was like this, and followed them, kneeling on one knee together, respectfully saying: "See the elder!"

"Take me to the pope."

The master calmly stated his purpose.

"Yes!" The headed temple guard said respectfully.

Immediately, he walked ahead and took the master to the discussion hall of Wuhun Hall.

The discussion hall of Wuhun Hall is very large, about a thousand square meters, and the decoration inside is magnificent.

But the master didn't look at those too much, he just sat quietly on the chair, calmly sipped the fine tea, and ate the exquisite snacks, quietly waiting for the arrival of the pope.

About half an hour later.

The three-meter-high archway slowly opened inward, and there appeared a beautiful woman who was not tall but had a dent.

She has fair skin and a nearly perfect face of prosperity. Wearing a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, and holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless precious stones.

Her body was invisibly noble and sacred, and she couldn't help but give birth to the emotion of worship.

This person is the current pope of Wuhundian, Bibi Dong.

"You are waiting outside, without my order. No one is allowed to disturb."

Bibi Dong glanced at the guard outside the door and ordered.

"Yes!"

The guard salutes respectfully.

The door opened completely, and Bibi Dong slowly walked towards the hall.

The master's gaze also moved away from the cup after cup of fragrant tea in his hand, and looked at the woman.

When Bibi Dong walked into the hall, the door behind him closed naturally. At this time, there were only two of them in this huge conference hall.

The two people's eyes touched in the air, and there was no spark, but it reminded them of some good and bad memories, and there were some complicated emotions in their eyes.

Bibi Dong stopped, the scepter in her hand fell on the ground, and she made a light sound of ding, and she said, "What are you looking for me for?"

The soft voice sounded, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

Many complicated emotions flashed in the master's eyes, he sent the tea cup in his hand, stood up, and said in a somewhat complicated voice, "Do you mean my big disciple Su Qin wants to join the Wuhun Hall?"

Bibi Dong restrained the excess emotions in his heart, sternly said, "Yes. Are you here to ask this?"

The master took a deep breath, suppressed his inner emotions, and said: "Please take good care of him."

A faint smile hung on Bibi Dong's face, and said: "Such a genius like Su Qin, I naturally have to treat him well. After all, he is the mainstay of my spirit hall in the future."

Listening to Bibi Dong's words, the master breathed a sigh of relief. With Bibi Dong's assurance, Su Qin's life in the Wuhun Hall would not be too sad.

The master said again: "Bibi Dong, I still have something to ask for."

Bibi Dong's eyes changed slightly, but she was quickly suppressed by her, and said coldly: "Bibi Dong? You said that, I almost forgot this name. Please call me the Pope, or call me the crown. Still Say, this is the tone of your begging?"

As the master listened to Bibi Dong's words, a trace of pain flashed in his heart, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

The master restrained his emotions, made himself seem as calm as possible, and said: "Under the crown of the Pope, I have something to ask for."

A complicated expression flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and said: "You have something to ask me? This does not seem to be your character. It seems that time does change a person. You can say it."

The master didn't explain it, just like when he didn't explain to Flander, he asked him. For the sake of his disciples, he is willing to put aside some things he insisted on.

"Under the crown of the Pope, I want to know, how did you get through the difficulty of twin martial arts?"

Bibi Dong's pupils shrank, but she quickly understood. She shook her head and said, "You don't need to know this."

The master said: "I have accepted a disciple. He has followed me in cultivation for seven or eight years. Fortunately, he has twin martial arts like you. This kid is talented and I hope to train him into a generation of strong men. "

"Why should I help you? Let you cultivate a strong person, will you be against me in the future?" Bibi Dong's voice was no longer as soft as before, but became extremely cold.

The master said in a deep voice: "Of course not. As long as you are willing to tell me how you did it in the first place, I can assure you that my disciple will never go against the Wuhun Hall in my life!"

Bibi Dong looked at this picture of the master and shook his head, "So there are things that you, a master of theory do not know. However, Yu Xiaogang, you should give up. I won't tell you."

The master looked up, stared at Bibi Dong, and asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

Bibi Dong shook his head and smiled: "It seems you don't know yet. However, you don't need to know. You still have to die. I won't tell you."

The master was taken aback for a moment, and his mind quickly circulated. After a while, he figured it out. He shook his head and sighed, "It seems that the contradiction between Tang San's father and Wuhun Hall has reached an irreconcilable point."

Bibi Dong's eyes were very calm, and he was not surprised that the master guessed this. Said: "You are still so smart. You go, I don't want to see you again."

The master nodded silently and walked to the door without saying anything.

Bibi Dong looked at the master's departure, with a complicated look in his eyes.