Feeling the breath exhaled by the master, a hint of crimson rose on the Pope's face, and she said in a somewhat hurried tone, "Yu Xiaogang, you also have moments of desperation? Do you remember how you left me all those years ago? For the sake of your own sister, how laughable, truly laughable. You actually rejected me because of your own sister. I could become the Pope, thanks indeed to you, but I hate you, you are the most hated person in my life. I want to make you suffer, I will not only kill your disciple but also Liu Erlong. No, I won't kill her, I'll torture her, to make you suffer."
The Pope's emotions clearly became agitated, her eyes as cold as that of a venomous snake.
At this moment, a gentle knock suddenly came from outside.
"Get out, haven't I said that without my orders, no one is to disturb me?" the Pope roared.
