Salas felt a surge of pain and confusion as Chrysanthemum Douluo hit him repeatedly. He didn't understand why the elder was so furious with him.
Wasn't Chrysanthemum Douluo known for his calm and rational temperament? He only lost his temper when someone insulted his human identity.
But Salas had done nothing of the sort. He had merely addressed him by his first name, which was a common courtesy among the high-ranking members of Spirit Hall.
As a platinum bishop, Salas was second only to the elders in status and authority. He had more power and influence than most of them. He could call any elder by their first name without any repercussions.
So why did Chrysanthemum Douluo beat him up for that?
"Take the evidence and follow me to Spirit City. The Pope will deal with scum like Salas personally!"
Yue Guan said coldly, his face showing no emotion.
He had already decided Salas's fate. He would let the woman who had suffered at his hands judge him. If Salas didn't die, then who would?
Even if Bibi Dong wanted to destroy the Spirit Hall, she would never tolerate Salas's existence.
He would die horribly!
"Elder Chrysanthemum, what about those women..."
"Bring them along. They are all evidence. And treat them with respect. They are all victims."
Yue Guan added as if he had remembered something. "And dig up everything in the backyard. We need all the evidence we can get!"
"I have been an elder of Spirit Hall for many years, but I have never seen such a disgusting thing. When I get back, I will report this to Her Majesty and ask her to cleanse the palace!"
Yue Guan clenched his fists, still unwilling to let go Salas. He wanted to beat him to death! But he needed to take him to Pope for final verdict.
Yue Guan had a quirky personality, but he was not unreasonable. He would never do such a thing to anyone.
He looked at his face in the mirror. He shook his head. No, he would never do such a thing.
Salas, on the other hand, was still defiant and incredulous. He didn't believe that the Pope would punish him for these worthless trash.
He was the Pope's trusted confidant, and she was the one who had promoted him to the position of platinum bishop. He was loyal and devoted to Bibi Dong, and he was a peak Soul Douluo, close to becoming a titled Douluo.
With such strength and loyalty, how could Bibi Dong have the heart to harm him?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
When he got to the Pope's Palace, he would complain about Yue Guan. He would use his superior power to slap his big mouth.
That big mouth had given him a huge psychological trauma. He was an old man in his seventies or eighties, but he had been humiliated by him!
"Yue Guan, you'll pay for this!"
"I'll make you regret this one day," Salas muttered to himself, his face darkening.
Suddenly, he remembered something and felt a pang of confusion.
Hu Liena had said that what happened in the backyard was even worse than what the peerless strong man had said.
The peerless strong man?
Who was he? What kind of peerless strong man was he?
Salas frowned. Who had exposed him? Who was the peerless strong man in Hu Liena's mouth?
Why didn't he come to Spirit Hall himself if he knew about this?
Salas's mind was filled with questions.
Soon, a few Templar Knights came out. They were not allowed to enter the backyard of Spirit Hall under normal circumstances.
They were shocked when they saw the backyard, especially the secret room.
They couldn't believe that some of the people there were their acquaintances.
The female deacon of Spirit Hall...
"Slap!"
One of the Templar knights couldn't restrain himself. He knew he might face consequences, but he couldn't help slapping Salas.
Yue Guan was surprised by the slap. He looked at the furious Templar and said, "You should use some soul power in your slap, to make it hurt."
"Salas has a face as thick as a city wall. If you don't use your soul power, you can't hurt him!"
Salas: "°_°"
"Luo Chen, are you rebelling?!"
Salas shouted angrily. If his soul power hadn't been sealed, he wouldn't have wasted words. He would have torn him apart.
He ignored Yue Guan's words.
"Salas, you deserve to die!"
Luo Chen said, gathering soul power in his hand and slapping Salas again.
There was a loud "pop" sound.
Salas was a peak Soul Douluo. Even though he was in pain and couldn't use his soul power, he didn't suffer any injuries.
"Lillian was from our Spirit Hall. How many civilians did she help awaken their Wuhun? How many talents did she bring to Spirit Hall? She made so many contributions to Spirit Hall, and you, you..."
"You killed her!"
"Slap!" Another slap landed on his face.
The other Templars couldn't stand it either. They rushed to Salas, punching and kicking him.
"Don't kill him. This old bastard still needs to face the Pope's judgment."
Yue Guan said calmly, without any intention of stopping them.
"You, you...all of you are rebelling!"
"Wait until I get to the Pope's Palace..."
"Ah..."
"None of you will escape!"
Salas didn't beg for mercy but threatened them.
Hearing this, they became even more ruthless in their attacks. They wanted to beat him to death, but the heavy blows also vented some of their anger.
Time passed. Yue Guan, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and others, with several carriages and a group of Templar Knights, escorted Salas out of Heaven Dou City and headed for Spirit City.
Everyone's expressions were solemn, ranging from sadness to anger. Occasionally, one or two Templars would lose their temper and beat Salas again.
They didn't care about life and death, they just wanted to get rid of this scum.
Hu Liena was afraid that the angry Templars would kill Salas, so she also brought two healing soul masters with her.
The two healing soul masters were puzzled. The person they had to treat was actually Bishop Salas!
And it was the Templars who beat him up!
When they learned what Salas had done, they were equally outraged.
In the Great Soul Fighting Arena of Heaven Dou City, Villette's mouth curled slightly. He didn't know what would happen to Salas, but he knew that once he fell into Bibi Dong's hands, he would be miserable.
"They left Heaven Dou City."
"I hope they will be judged soon."
Focalors said softly, shaking her head.
That's why she said Neuvillette was too kind. Otherwise, she would have let Salas die several times.
"Little Neuv, and Focalors!"
Suddenly, Moffett walked towards them with a smile on his face.