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"Lord Supreme Pontiff, an elder requests an audience.”The Spirit Hall attendant respectfully knelt on the ground, nodding.
In Supreme Pontiff Palace, a dignified and beautiful woman sat on the main seat, quietly listening to the servant's reply. This was a rather beautiful woman. She was not tall and was dressed in a luxurious black robe with golden patterns. She wore a nine-bend purple gold crown on her head. Her hair was neatly arranged under the golden crown. Although half of it was tied up on her head, it was obvious that it had already reached her waist. He held a scepter that was about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems. Her skin was fair. Her face was almost perfect and suffocating. It made her look so noble and unique. In particular, the invisible nobility and holiness that he exuded made people unable to help but feel the urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
The servant did not dare to look at such a stunning face. His eyes that were looking at the ground could not help but reveal traces of fear. Everyone in Spirit Hall knew the terror of the woman in front of them.
Her spirit power was slightly released to probe the visitor outside the door. Bibi Dong's mouth revealed a trace of an unknown smile as she said indifferently,”
"Yes, Your Holiness." The attendant heaved a sigh of relief. He immediately walked out. "Wait a minute." The attendant's left foot had just stepped out of the door when Bibi Dong's voice came again.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "Does His Holiness the Pope have any other orders?”
"Call the Second Elder to the meeting hall.”Not caring about the attendant's fear, Bibi Dong indifferently ordered.
"Your Holiness, the Great Elder returned to the Divine Dragon Palace ten days ago.”After a while, the attendant said timidly.
"He already came back last night. Cut the crap and go if I tell you to.”Last night, Bibi Dong's noble and beautiful face had unexpectedly produced a trace of anger, unwilling to be discovered by the attendants. Bibi Dong immediately snapped.
As expected, the servant immediately ran out in a panic after being frightened by her.
"Yu Xiao Gang? It's time to draw a line between us." Seeing the attendant leave, Bibi Dong's face turned gloomy and then said indifferently.
An hour later, in the Supreme Pontiff Palace's meeting hall, Grandmaster Yu Xiao Gang was quietly drinking a cup of fragrant tea. In the huge meeting hall of over a thousand square meters, he was the only one.
Grandmaster's gaze was always focused on the fragrant tea in his hand, never taking a second look at everything around him. He just waited quietly.
The three-meter-tall arched door opened, and a gentle voice sounded outside the door. "You guys wait outside. Without my orders, no one is allowed to disturb you.”
"Yes."
Grandmaster's gaze finally moved away from the fragrant tea, looking in the direction of the meeting hall's door.
The door opened, and Bibi Dong walked in.
Grandmaster sat. After Bibi Dong entered the gate, she also stopped. Their gazes met in the air. There were no sparks. There was something in Grandmaster's indifferent gaze, there was apology, there was recollection, but even more was disappointment.
"You're here." The gentle and pleasant voice could easily make people feel as if they were bathing in the spring breeze.
But Grandmaster's gaze became bitter because of this, both hands pressing on the table in front of him as he stood up, turning towards that woman, Are you alright?"
A faint smile appeared on the woman's face." What's so bad about being above ten thousand people?" As the ruler of Spirit Hall, even the emperors of the two great empires have to show some courtesy when they see me. Do you think I'm not good enough?”
"Bibi Dong, I know the bitterness in your heart.”
"Bibi Dong? This is not a name you can call. Please call me Pope, or Your Holiness. I'm no longer that Bibi Dong.”Hearing Grandmaster call her, Bibi Dong's eyes turned cold, perfectly displaying the Supreme Pontiff's majesty.
"Yes, Your Holiness." Grandmaster's pupils contracted a bit, a trace of pain flowing from his eyes. He turned around, walking to his previous seat and standing still, holding a fragrant tea in his hand, his entire person seemingly sinking into the memories of the past.
"Why are you looking for me? We haven't seen each other for twenty years.”The Pope's voice was still as calm as ever.
Grandmaster took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart. Even he himself hadn't thought that seeing Bibi Dong again would make him lose control like this.
When he turned around, all the emotions in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only the usual indifference.
"Your Holiness the Pope, I have come to ask a favor.”
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