Yu Xiaogang looked at the black-clad figures swarming into the hall.
His face was filled with gloom and despair.
It's over! Everything is over!
He hadn't expected Dai Weisi to act so decisively, disregarding the Star Luo Emperor's fury and directly mobilizing his men to storm the residence and seize people.
So, the letter from three days ago was indeed a trap, designed to make Dai Mubai dispatch all his men, including Tang San.
But who could have imagined that Dai Weisi would dare to commit such violence in the Star Luo City, in the Third Prince's Residence?
Since the other party had done this, they must have made up their minds. He and Dai Mubai probably had no hope of survival.
No!
I, Yu Xiaogang, absolutely refuse to die here!
I am the renowned theory master of the continent, and my disciple Tang San has the potential to become a god! I haven't proven myself yet! I haven't slapped the faces of the sects and all those who look down on me!
Yu Xiaogang's brain was working at lightning speed.
He desperately searched for a way to save his life.
"Keep a close eye on the few people the prince specifically requested."
"Dai Mubai, Yu Tianheng, Tang San, Oscar, Yu Xiaogang..."
At this moment, the bloody smell from outside the corridor wafted into the hall. Clearly, everyone in the Third Prince's Residence had been slaughtered, leaving no one alive!
Stimulated by the thick smell of blood, Yu Xiaogang almost fainted.
"Reporting, sir, only Dai Mubai and Yu Xiaogang are here. There's no sign of Tang San, Yu Tianheng, or Oscar!"
"Hmm?"
The leader of the black-clad men's face immediately fell. He went straight to Yu Xiaogang and said coldly:
"Where are Tang San and the others?"
Yu Xiaogang stammered.
The black-clad man raised his hand and delivered a heavy slap.
The force of the blow sent Yu Xiaogang spinning like a top, spitting out half a mouthful of bloody teeth.
"I'll ask you one more time, where are Tang San and the others?"
Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes in pain.
"Little San and the others went to encircle Dai Weisi. Someone sent a message three days ago, telling us Dai Weisi's whereabouts."
The black-clad man was shocked to hear this.
"Bastard!"
Unable to vent his rage, he raised his palm, ready to smash the remaining teeth in Yu Xiaogang's mouth.
At this critical moment, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly begged for mercy with a lisp:
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
"I am the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's patriarch!"
The leader of the black-clad men revealed a playful look on his face. "You are Yu Yuanzhen's son?"
Yu Xiaogang nodded frantically.
The leader of the black-clad men spat a mouthful of thick phlegm onto Yu Xiaogang's face, mocking:
"Even if Yu Yuanzhen himself came, it wouldn't matter!"
"Anyway, the First Prince only wants to capture you alive as a means to torture you. Even if I kill you here today, the First Prince won't blame me."
After all, Dai Weisi's order was to capture them alive if possible, and kill them on the spot if not.
The black-clad man grabbed Yu Xiaogang's hair and dragged him out into the corridor like a dead dog. Yu Xiaogang slid across the cold floor, his eyes filled with severed limbs and the unclosed eyes of the dead.
The fear in his heart reached its peak at this moment.
His courage had long been shattered.
The black-clad man's face was twisted. "I'll leave Dai Mubai for the First Prince, but I can execute you, you dog. I'm going to cut off your limbs and use them as a toilet!"
Yu Xiaogang was inherently a weak scholar.
He hadn't participated in many battles.
His greatest strength in this life was theoretical knowledge and empty talk.
Back when the Golden Iron Triangle traveled, Flender and Liu Erlong were the ones who resolved the crises.
Now, smelling the thick blood in the air and feeling the undisguised murderous intent on the black-clad man, the intense pain on his body was all frightening his mind.
A foul, urine-like odor emerged.
"Damn it, I'll chop off your dick first."
The leader of the black-clad men was about to stomp on it.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Wait! I have a thing with the Pope of Spirit Hall! If you kill me, Bibi Dong will definitely not let the Star Luo Empire off!"
"There's no need to take on such serious consequences for a little fleeting pleasure!"
The black-clothed man paused.
Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief.
But then he heard a voice that made him even more desperate.
"Damn it, still bragging to me, huh? What kind of person is the Pope of Spirit Hall? The most noble woman in the world, would she take a fancy to a lowlife like you?"
"Do you think my head is a donkey's head, or the Pope's head is a pig's head?"
"You dare to fool me, I'll skin you alive today!"
Yu Xiaogang almost lost his soul.
"Wait, I have proof, I have proof!"
Yu Xiaogang took out a token from his Storage Soul Tool, which was none other than the Elder Token Tang Hao had given him, but he said:
"This is the Elder Token the Pope gave me!"
"I even kept the love letters she wrote to me back then."
"I really have a thing with Pope Bibi Dong, killing me will do you no good at all!"
The leading black-clothed man was stunned.
He frowned, took the Elder Token to examine it, and it was actually real!
Well, actually he didn't know, but the Spirit Hall's Elder Token was highly recognizable and almost impossible to imitate!
The craftsmanship of this token looked very much like the real thing!
Seeing the black-clothed man still hesitating.
Yu Xiaogang took out all the things he had kept from his Storage Soul Tool, things from his past with Bibi Dong.
"Look, this is the love letter she wrote to me."
"You can tell I'm not lying by the content of the letter! I couldn't possibly fake it for you on the spot."
The leading black-clothed man was suddenly very curious, after all, no one would be uninterested in the privacy of the aloof female Pope.
How would that proud and aloof woman, almost universally recognized as the dream lover of all Soul Masters in the Soul Master World, the Pope, who was like a belief in the hearts of countless Soul Masters, be in private?
With this in mind, the leading black-clothed man opened the love letter.
Then.
The more he read, the more shocking it became!
The more he read, the more furious he became!
"Slut!"
The two words suddenly appeared in the black-clothed man's mind, he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode!
This Bibi Dong was actually Yu Xiaogang's simp! The love letters were all humble and full of tender affection that made people want to vomit.
This Yu Xiaogang, a pig-dog like person.
Bibi Dong could actually like him?
In an instant, the leading black-clothed man felt that the noble and sacred image of the Pope in his mind had collapsed, replaced by a woman with a self-deprecating contrast.
"This letter was written by Bibi Dong when she was the Saintess? And you are from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"In other words… the current Pope Bibi Dong is actually having an affair with you, betraying Spirit Hall?!"
Yu Xiaogang stammered and quibbled:
"How can you call it an affair when two people are in love?"
"Love should be free..."
The black-clothed man slapped him.
"I'll free your mother."
"Men, tie up this Yu Xiaogang and imprison him with Dai Mubai!"
"The rest of you, follow me to protect the First Prince!"
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