C331 A Hidden Expert

Martial Soul Hall, Pope's Hall!

Bidong sat on the throne of honor with a cold expression. His right index finger was rhythmically tapping on the decorative handrail made of blue precious jade. A faint Soul Point was slowly being transmitted from Bidong's throne.

"Hu Liana!"

A graceful young lady standing in the hall had a clear and intoxicating look in her watery eyes