Not knowing where Bibi Dong went to have breakfast, Wang Jingyu could only wander around to see if he could meet her.
While wandering around, he met someone who was also a valet of the Pope. The other person came up and pulled Wang Jingyu towards the Pope's Palace.
"Old Zhou, why do you still have the leisure to wander around? His Majesty the Pope is seriously injured now and needs someone to take care of him. Why are you running around?
I took care of him in the secret room of the Pope's palace all night, and I haven't even slept a wink yet. Fortunately, you still have the leisure to run around in a graceful way!"
The other person kept talking and complaining about how hard he had been last night.
Wang Jingyu was pulled by his clothes and rolled his eyes angrily.
Is there something wrong with this guy? Pulling him to take care of that guy Qian Xunji?
He was originally unhappy with Qian Xunji's fellow, but now that fellow was seriously injured and couldn't move at all.
Wang Jingyu was really worried that he would not be able to bear it and kill Qian Xunji directly.
He was pulled all the way into the secret room and saw Qian Xunji still lying dead on the ground. There were dozens of healing soul masters around him, ranging from Soul Kings to Contras.
In order to keep Qian Xunji alive, these guys took turns releasing healing soul skills on him, but even so, they could only keep him alive.
In addition to these healing soul masters, there were also several young maids who used hot towels to wipe Qian Xunji's body, acting very gently.
I was afraid that using a little force would cause secondary damage to the seriously injured Qianxunji.
Not far away, Qian Daoliu was looking gloomy, his eyes were red and bloodshot. It can be imagined that this guy had not rested all night.
After all, Qianxunji is the only son of Qiandaoliu. If Qianxunji died like this, not even a single bloodline would be left.
Wouldn't those thousand Daoliu be equivalent to annihilating his descendants? It was inevitable that he would become red-eyed.
"You treacherous son, you treacherous son! Who do you think you are attracted to, but you want to attack the disciple-in-law of that old lunatic Tang Chen?
Although she is your disciple, her backing is not simple. It was a blessing among misfortunes that you were able to save his life yesterday!"
Qian Daoliu didn't care whether his son could hear it or not, and scolded him with anger.
Wang Jingyu sneered in his heart, this old guy is in a hurry now? Why did he go there so early?
This old guy should understand that it's the father's fault if he doesn't raise his children.
Acting like a strict father now? Haha, it’s too late!
When Wang Jingyu sneered in his heart, the Pope's attendant who pulled him into the secret room tugged on his clothes and urged him in a low voice.
"Why are you still in a daze? Now His Majesty the Pope is in your care? I'll go back and have a good rest first. I haven't slept all night. I'm so sleepy."
Wang Jingyu curled his lips and asked him to take care of the idiot Qian Xunji? Oh, are you dreaming?
However, the Pope's attendant in front of him had better leave quickly. After all, he knew the face transformed by the Qianhuan Mask.
"Okay, okay, just leave it to me. I will take good care of Your Majesty. We have been working together for so long. Don't you still understand Zhou?"
Wang Jingyu waved impatiently and urged the other party to leave.
"Then I'll leave first. I didn't sleep last night and I'm exhausted."
The Pope's attendant's eyes were filled with joy, and after stretching, he hurriedly left the secret room.
Wang Jingyu watched from the sidelines. Anyway, there were so many people around. It could be said that one more person was not too much, and one person less than him was not too much.
There are people in every world who like to flatter others, especially now that Chihiro Ji is seriously injured.
There will definitely be people who want to take this opportunity to flatter Qian Daoliu, such as those maids. Taking care of Qian Xunji is not their job.
But they did it more carefully than anyone else, just to take advantage of the opportunity to rise to power. However, Wang Jingyu also liked to see the result.
Wouldn't it be satisfying for him not to have to take care of this poor guy?
While Wang Jingyu was watching with cold eyes, a man suddenly ran in from the secret room and bowed his hands to Qian Daoliu.
"Big worship, the saint asks to see you."
Qian Daoliu frowned and glanced at his subordinates coldly.
"Why is she here? Is she here to see my son's jokes? Go out and tell her that I'm missing!"
The subordinate nodded respectfully and was about to turn around and leave, but Qian Daoliu immediately changed his mind.
"Ask her to wait for me in the enshrinement hall. It just so happens that I also have something to tell her!"
"Yes!" The subordinate then turned and left.
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Xunji with a dark and complicated look, and sighed helplessly.
"Son, no matter how much you don't want to be a father, that girl Bibi Dong is the successor you personally trained after all.
Now you are seriously injured. Even if you survive, you may not be able to hold the position of Pope again.
Let that child take your place as Pope for the time being, and then let her truly inherit the position of Pope when she truly reaches the strength of a Titled Douluo."
Seeing Qian Xunji's face as golden as paper, Qian Daoliu left the secret room with a complicated expression and rushed towards the enshrinement hall.
After Qian Daoliu left, Wang Jingyu saw that everyone was concentrating on treating Qian Xunji, and no one seemed to notice him.
This was just right so that no one would see him when he left.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Wang Jingyu's mouth, and he used the peak-level concealment technique, and his figure disappeared in the dark secret room.
He wanted to see the contents of the negotiation between Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, so of course it was impossible to follow him directly to the Enshrinement Hall.
After all, Qian Daoliu is very powerful, and his ability to control the field has reached its peak.
Wang Jingyu didn't have the confidence to use the concealment technique to hide Qian Daoliu from him, so he planned to go to Bibi Dong's boudoir and open the heavenly eye placed on her body.
After arriving at Bibi Dong's boudoir, Wang Jingyu activated the Sky Eye function placed on her as planned.
Immediately, a 3D projection scene of Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong negotiating in the enshrinement hall appeared in front of them.
Qian Daoliu was seen standing under a huge seraph statue with his hands behind his back, looking at Bibi Dong with majestic eyes.
Although Bibi Dong is currently weak, she looks Qian Daoliu straight and speaks frankly without being humble or arrogant.
"Grand Enshrinement, you should already know my purpose. I want to replace the teacher and become the new generation of pope!
I know that to become the Pope, one’s strength must reach the level of a Titled Douluo. My current strength is still weak and it is difficult to convince the public, but I still want to become the Pope in advance!"
"Humph! Do you know who you are talking to now? Do you know what you are talking about?"
Qian Daoliu was amused by Bibi Dong's remarks and couldn't figure out where she got the courage to actually say that she wanted to become the pope.
Although he had already planned it, he would grant Bibi Dong the right to act as temporary pope from today on.
But she was so urgent, which actually made him feel a little unhappy...