"Hehe, good luck to you then."

There was a hint of teasing and sincerity in Tushan Rongrong's voice, as if she was saying some secret words to Hu Liena, making it impossible for her to grasp the meaning.

Hu Liena frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes. But Tu Shan Rongrong didn't say anything more, just smiled and nodded at her, as if to tell her that everything was self-explanatory.

Hu Liena couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, but since no one was stopping her, she naturally didn't plan to stay any longer. She turned and walked out the door, her steps firm and powerful, as if she was challenging fate.

"You can stay here. I will go back to report to the teacher." Hu Liena's voice echoed in the air, with a bit of determination and firmness. She didn't want to stay here any longer, she just wanted to return to the teacher as soon as possible and complete her mission.

Jin Qiluo looked up at Hu Liena, with an inexplicable light in her eyes. She knew that everyone had their own mission and responsibility, and she could not stop Hu Liena from completing her task.

Hu Liena walked out of the villa, took a deep breath of fresh air, and felt instantly more relaxed.

"whee."

After Hu Liena left, Tushan Rongrong felt an indescribable anticipation in her heart. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile.

She couldn't help but imagine, if the almighty Pope learned about Qin Shou's situation, would he come here in person to confirm it on the spot?

She turned her gaze back to the slowly closing door of the villa, as if she could see through the door and see the man whose fame was gradually spreading.

His rise undoubtedly made him a dazzling new star on the Douluo Continent, but at the same time, because he was too dazzling, he was bound to attract the attention and fear of some people.

Yun Yun, who was standing next to her, was talking to Ah Yin in a low voice, occasionally showing a worried look. As an important figure in the family, she had naturally heard of the title of Tushan's strongest think tank.

At this moment, after hearing Tushan Rongrong's words, she couldn't help but start to worry. If the Pope really came here in person, would it be good or bad for Qin Shou?

Yun Yun recalled Qin Shou's various behaviors. The young man always gave people an unfathomable feeling, as if there were endless secrets and powers hidden behind him.

However, facing the existence of the Pope, even Qin Shou would probably find it difficult to remain calm, right? After all, the Pope represents not just one person, but the entire Spirit Hall.

Thinking of this, Yun Yun couldn't help but take a deep breath. She decided to pay close attention to the development of the matter. No matter what the outcome, she must ensure that Qin Shou was safe and sound.

In this world full of variables, only the strong can gain a foothold in the world, and Qin Shou is undoubtedly the man she believes will reach the top in the future.

Feng Baobao sat quietly aside, her eyes moving between Tushan Rongrong and Yun Yun, as if trying to figure out the emotional changes of these two people. Her eyes were deep and bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky, quietly observing everything around her.

Suddenly, a 24-centimeter-long broad-bladed butcher knife appeared out of thin air in Feng Baobao's hand. The blade flashed with cold light, revealing a fierce momentum. The knife seemed to be a part of her body, integrated with her, exuding a powerful aura.

Although Feng Baobao didn't know the strength of the Pope, she knew that this world was always full of unknowns and dangers. If someone really dared to cause trouble, she would never sit idly by.

This broad-bladed butcher knife is her weapon to protect herself and those around her.

She gently stroked the blade, feeling the cold touch, and an inexplicable power surged in her heart. She knew that as long as someone dared to challenge her bottom line, she would swing her knife without hesitation and make the enemy pay the price.

The air around them seemed to become tense because of Feng Baobao's action, and an invisible pressure filled the air.

Tushan Rongrong and Yun Yun also felt this pressure, and their eyes were full of respect and trust when they looked at Feng Baobao.

The invisible sense of oppression filled the entire room like a thick fog, causing Tushan Yaya, who always presented herself as aloof and aloof, to turn her head slightly. Her amber-clear eyes were staring at Feng Baobao in front of her, as if she wanted to penetrate the invisible pressure and see into the secrets deep in the other person's heart.

Although Tushan Yaya's soul power has reached an astonishing level of 99, her heart can't help but be moved when facing Feng Baobao, who is holding a sharp blade and looking imposing.

She suddenly realized that this woman in front of her, who looked so ordinary that she couldn't be more ordinary, was by no means an easy person to deal with.

At this moment, Feng Baobao seemed to have turned into a towering mountain, pressing Tushan Yaya so hard that she couldn't breathe. The coldly shining butcher knife in her hand seemed to have devoured the souls of countless creatures, emitting a terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate.

The knife in Feng Baobao's hand flashed with cold light, as if ready to cut through the air and deliver a fatal blow at any time. Tushan Yaya sat quietly on the sofa, her eyes revealing determination and calmness, as if she could maintain her composure and elegance no matter what challenges she faced.

Tushan Yaya could clearly feel the dangerous aura emanating from the knife, like a cunning poisonous snake, ready to pounce on her and bite her at any time. She couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to calm her inner fluctuations. She knew that if she really fought to the death with Feng Baobao, the outcome would be really unpredictable.

Feng Baobao sat there with an indifferent look in her eyes, as if nothing in this world caught her eye. But her posture was full of strength and resilience, like an old tree that had been baptized by countless winds and rains, rooted deep in the soil, and could not be shaken by wind and rain.

Tushan Yaya couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in her heart. She felt both fear and admiration. However, thinking that the two of them were now in the same camp, she quickly retracted her gaze.

With a faint fluctuation of soul power, Feng Baobao's unique martial soul quietly disappeared. Although it was only a short moment, the display of this moment was enough to shock everyone present.

The women from the Spirit Hall around them, who originally had sharp eyes and proud temperaments, seemed to be pulled by an invisible force at this moment, and the same thoughts emerged in their minds at the same time.

There are so many hidden talents around Qin Shou, what can he do even if His Holiness the Pope really comes?

They looked at each other, their eyes revealing unspeakable surprise and confusion.

Qin Shou, this seemingly ordinary boy, actually has such profound power hidden around him.

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