Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 331 Yu Xiaogang's Hatred
Bibi Dong's voice vanished completely behind the door, leaving only her last words echoing in the empty, deathly silent hall:
"Opportunistic tricks are ultimately no match for absolute strength."

The heavy side door slowly closed, cutting off all light and sound.

Inside the vast Papal Palace, only Yu Xiaogang remained, standing alone beneath the enormous and indifferent six-winged angel relief, utterly isolated.

The golden floor tiles reflected his pale face and stiff body.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Xiao suddenly took a deep breath, but her body staggered uncontrollably and she almost fell.

The thought of his bet with Tang Hao, and his newly ignited ambition to make the Haotian Douluo bow down, paled in comparison to Bibi Dong's merciless and chilling attitude...

It became a complete joke, one that was about to be ridiculed.

"What happened to Bibi Dong? What happened? How dare she treat me like this..."

Yu Xiaogang stared intently at the tightly closed side door. His face, which always tried to remain calm and wise, was now contorted with rage, his muscles twitching violently.

In the past, no matter how opposed he was to Bibi Dong, or how indifferent he was, Bibi Dong still harbored a complex and unspeakable old affection for him, a tolerance based on her inner instincts.

Yu Xiaogang knows...

It is precisely this old affection that allows Yu Xiaogang to maintain a special status within the Spirit Hall and even in the entire Soul Master world, despite his downfall!

That's also the source of his confidence to make such a boast when facing Tang Hao!

But today, this "special" status has been brutally trampled underfoot!
At certain times today, Bibi Dong looked at him with the same indifference as if he were looking at a complete stranger, someone she had no connection with and who was even annoying!

In the end what happened? !

Who is it? !
A strong sense of curiosity and resentment rose in Yu Xiaogang's heart. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the tightly closed side door, as if he wanted to penetrate the heavy door and see the Pope inside who was so unfamiliar to him—Bibi Dong!

At the same time, he recalled every detail of what had just happened.

Bibi Dong's attitude suddenly turned cold and clear-headed, almost as if...

Right after he mentioned that name!
Dai Chengfeng!
This name instantly ignited another raging fire that had been buried deep in Yu Xiaogang's heart!

It must be him!
It must be related to that damned Dai Chengfeng!
Ever since this little brat from the Star Luo Empire appeared and became Bibi Dong's disciple, everything has changed!
First, he publicly humiliated him in Nottingham City, causing him to lose face, and now even Bibi Dong is doing this to him...

Yu Xiaogang had no doubt...

Dai Chengfeng must have used some kind of evil, bewitching method, perhaps some kind of spiritual secret technique, to make Bibi Dong's attitude towards him, her "old friend," change so drastically!
This speculation, like boiling oil poured onto a raging fire, brought Yu Xiaogang's anger to its peak.

“Dai…Cheng…Feng…”

Yu Xiaogang practically spat out the name through clenched teeth, his voice chilling, every syllable brimming with hatred.

At this moment, he seemed to be not only angry at Bibi Dong's 'betrayal', but also to blame all the humiliation and the failure of today's plan on this young prince who suddenly barged into his world!

It was he who took away his "special" status in front of Bibi Dong!
It was he who turned his boastful words in front of Tang Hao into a joke!

It's all his fault!

“Dai Chengfeng…you just wait…you will pay the price…you will have to kneel before me and repent…you must…”

A strong, almost insane desire for revenge instantly consumed Yu Xiaogang's remaining rationality.

He's going to make Dai Chengfeng pay the price!

He wanted to reclaim what belonged to him... no, he wanted Dai Chengfeng to kneel before him, trembling like a dog, weeping and confessing everything he had done to him!
He repented for the threat he posed to Tang San!
He repented for daring to treat him, this "theoretical master," in such an attitude!
Yu Xiaogang walked out of the Papal Palace, head down, and wandered through the streets of Wuhun City, his eyes empty yet flashing with an almost obsessive madness.

………… …………

Meanwhile, outside the side hall of the Spirit Hall.

boom--

As the side door closed, Bibi Dong leaned against it, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the complex emotions surging in her heart because of Yu Xiaogang.

However, the next second, when her gaze fell on the corridor outside the hall, she suddenly froze.

A familiar figure was leaning against the shadow cast by the colonnade pillar.

Dai Chengfeng.

Instead of leaving as he had previously stated, he stood there quietly, his posture upright, his gaze piercing through the dim light in the hall, landing precisely on her.

Bibi Dong felt a sudden tightness in her chest.

"you……"

She had barely opened her lips, only managing to utter a single syllable, when Dai Chengfeng was already standing in front of her.

The next second, Bibi Dong felt a strong masculine aura rush towards her, and then her waist tightened as she was pulled into Dai Chengfeng's strong and powerful arms!
"Um?!"

Bibi Dong's pupils contracted sharply, and she let out a short gasp.

This sudden, intimate encounter outside the side door of the Papal Palace immediately set off alarm bells for her!

Yu Xiaogang's voice still seemed to faintly echo in her ears. Was he still lingering inside the hall? What if he saw her...? This thought arose in Bibi Dong's mind.

"What are you doing! Let go..."

However, Bibi Dong's resistance was only the beginning.

Dai Chengfeng lowered his head, his unwavering strength allowing him to capture Bibi Dong's slightly parted red lips, sealing her unfinished words and struggles within the hot and smooth touch.

In an instant, Bibi Dong instinctively pushed away Dai Chengfeng's broad chest, tilting her head back, trying to break free from this overwhelming intimacy.

The Pope's majesty, the fear of being discovered, and the presence of Yu Xiaogang...

It made her whole body tense up.

However, Dai Chengfeng's arm remained motionless, and his passionate kiss, while forceful, also revealed a meticulous and patient care, almost like grinding.

The warm breaths mingled on their lips, carrying a strange and unfamiliar current that instantly spread from their touching lips to Bibi Dong's entire body.

It seems that her body has become accustomed to Dai Chengfeng's intimacy... and is more honest about it.

The force of the push gradually softened.

Bibi Dong's tense body, without her noticing, quietly relaxed in Dai Chengfeng's aggressive embrace.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

The papal scepter, a symbol of supreme power, was lying on the cold wall to the side at some unknown time. Her body seemed to have lost all strength to resist, and she went limp in the arms of this audacious disciple.

It even carried a sense of attachment that she herself was unaware of, mixed with a strong, forbidden thrill of fearing that Yu Xiaogang would discover and retaliate...

(End of this chapter)