Capítulo 596: Chapter 592: Domineering, Shura Field is Approaching, Coveting My Woman? No Way!_1
"Kneel!"
The cold, majestic voice was filled with domineering intent, devoid of any emotion.
Chrysanthemum Douluo felt the aura emanating from Bi Bidong's silhouette.
It was as if his entire being had plunged into an ice cellar.
A look of panic appeared on his face, and he began to stammer nervously.
"Your Holiness… he… he… I!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo was now speaking incoherently, completely baffled.
What on earth was going on?
Where did this man come from?
To call the Empress, 'wife'?
And the Empress actually acknowledged it?
No, more than that, she ordered me to kneel without hesitation.
Kneeling to a young brat?
Chrysanthemum Douluo's mentality exploded in an instant, finding it utterly absurd.
He was a dignified Hyper Douluo, an Elder of the Martial Soul Hall, and to kneel like that would be a complete loss of face.
"Yue Guan!"
"Are my words falling on deaf ears?"
Bi Bidong's cold voice came once more, and the temperature in the Pope Hall seemed to drop to its lowest in an instant.
"Thud!"
The stone tiles shattered.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's scalp tingled, and he didn't hesitate.
He knelt on both knees, with such force that he smashed the stone tiles beneath him.
"This servant dares not, absolutely dares not!"
He lowered his head and apologized repeatedly.
Bi Bidong said coldly, "You shouldn't be apologizing to me."
Chrysanthemum Douluo was stunned, looking at Luo Yu's young, amused face, he found that words of apology simply wouldn't come out.
A sense of grief and anger welled up inside him.
He said sorrowfully, "Your Holiness, I am your loyal follower, willing to kneel to you."
"But for an Elder to kneel before a young brat, isn't that an insult to the dignity and decorum of the Martial Soul Hall?"
Just as Bi Bidong was about to speak, two fingers reached out and touched her lips.
They silenced her.
"Dong'er, don't speak for now."
Seeing the unfamiliar man's actions, both the Ghostly Douluo standing by and the kneeling Chrysanthemum Douluo had their pupils dilate in shock.
They flashed with unprecedented astonishment.
They had never seen any man dare to make such a frivolous move towards the supreme Female Pope.
What was most important was that despite the man's flippant behavior, the Pope showed no resistance at all?
It was as if... she was somewhat obedient?
No way, this couldn't really be the Pope's man, could it?
Ghostly Douluo couldn't help but doubt whether he was dreaming.
"Step, step!"
Luo Yu walked up to the kneeling Chrysanthemum Douluo, looked down at him, and said, "You want dignity?"
"You want decorum?"
"Heh."
Chrysanthemum Douluo opened his mouth, wanting to speak.
"Slap!"
A gust of wind blew by, and a crisp sound spread.
He covered his cheek, completely stunned by Luo Yu's forceful slap.
Luo Yu shook his wrist and looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"What?"
"You disagree?"
Just as Chrysanthemum Douluo was about to open his mouth.
"Slap!"
Another slap came, catching him off guard and causing him to stagger, nearly falling to the ground.
"Do you submit now?"
Luo Yu didn't wait for him to speak and nodded, "It seems you still don't."
"Slap!"
Another slap flew out, and Chrysanthemum Douluo's cheek swelled up high.
At this sight.
The Ghostly Douluo standing beside involuntarily took a few steps back.
This time, just as Luo Yu raised his hand, Chrysanthemum Douluo hurriedly shouted with his swollen cheeks, "I submit, I submit!"
"You submit?"
Luo Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and he slapped him again with the back of his hand.
Chrysanthemum Douluo held his face, speaking with a crying tone, "Why do you still hit me when I've submitted?"
Luo Yu said, "Did I ever say I wouldn't hit you if you submitted?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo was furious!
He had thought that with the Female Pope right there, if he lost his temper and struck out, she would be the first to kill him.
So he'd been enduring all along, enduring the humiliation and burden.
But now, under Luo Yu's torment, his mental state had exploded, and his eyes turned blood red.
His breathing became rapid.
Luo Yu said with a frown,
"I'm hitting you, and you'd better not resist."
"Take my advice and behave yourself."
"If you plan to fight back, I guarantee you won't even get the chance to cry."
Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes were filled with red blood vessels.
His fists clenched tightly.
Soul Power began to condense around his body.
"You dare..."
Luo Yu shook his head, about to lash out.
Just then, with a bang,
Chrysanthemum Douluo was blasted away, breaking through a pillar of the great hall and crashing into the wall.
He left a deep crater where he struck.
Spewing fresh blood, with his ribs shattered, he slid down from the wall in a pitiable state.
Then, standing in Chrysanthemum Douluo's previous spot, was Empress Bibi Dong, with her sexy and unmatched figure, majestic and noble.
She didn't care about Chrysanthemum Douluo's life or death, but instead said to Luo Yu, "Husband, give me some face."
"This Chrysanthemum Douluo has been loyal and devoted, so spare him this time."
Luo Yu pondered for a moment, then smiled and squeezed Bibi Dong's little hand.
"Fine, since our dear Dong'er has spoken."
"Let's spare him his dog's life."
Ghostly Douluo felt that this situation was absolutely preposterous, just a young guy, but acting so big.
Saying he'd spare Chrysanthemum Douluo's life and it's done—if not for the power borrowed from the tiger, did he have the capital to say such things?
Chrysanthemum Douluo's heart was a mix of emotions, filled with unwillingness.
His heart was brimming with defiance.
Kid, if it weren't for the Female Pope blocking, I would have blasted you to pieces tonight.
"Tap, tap, tap!"
Luo Yu caught sight of Chrysanthemum Douluo's resentful gaze, and the smile on his lips faded.
Letting go of Bibi Dong's little hand, he walked slowly over to Chrysanthemum Douluo and extended his hand to grip his throat.
"Do you feel very dissatisfied?"
"Let me tell you, I have a flaw."
"That is, I'm very petty, and anyone who dares to plot against my women deserves to be ground into dust."
Luo Yu said with a devilish smile, "If you are unconvinced, you can lash out now; I'm so close to you, you can totally take a swing at me."
Both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghostly Douluo were stunned after hearing this.
A moment ago he was still calling Bibi Dong his wife, but now, in no time at all, the talented girls of Tianshui Academy and Shrek had become his women.
Under these circumstances, what is the Pope waiting for if not to tear apart this scum?
Unfortunately for them, Bibi Dong was very calm, at least on the surface.
It left Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghostly Douluo utterly baffled.
What's going on, the Pope can really bear such humiliation?
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked down at the hand that was firmly choking his throat.
His teeth were clenched tightly.
A feeling of humiliation surged up, and he really wanted to strike back in anger, but he held back.
He felt that Bibi Dong was right behind Luo Yu, possibly ready to deal with him at any moment.
Damn it, I'll endure.
"I didn't know earlier that the female students from those two academies were your people, now I realize my mistake and won't dare offend again," he said.
Luo Yu released his grip, patting him on the cheek.
"Good, congratulations on getting your life back."
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghostly Douluo's inner frustration had reached a breaking point.
Where did this guy come from anyway?
Acting so arrogant just because he's favored by the Female Pope?
The day you fall out of favor, I'll tear you limb from limb, I'll finish you off.
Luo Yu returned to Bibi Dong's side.
Bibi Dong spoke softly, "There's no need to be so angry. You know that, I certainly wouldn't let this Chrysanthemum Douluo act foolishly."
"Of course I know, but touching my women, that won't do."
"Even thinking about it won't do."
"Alright, alright, you're the most domineering, okay?" Bibi Dong cooed like a little wife, fixing Luo Yu's collar.
Ghostly Douluo was gaping in disbelief.
So this is what you're like, Female Pope, so you too can act coy?
Luo Yu was about to catch up with Bibi Dong.
And then the sound of high heels clicking on the ground came from outside the hall.
Following the sound,
Luo Yu's pupils suddenly narrowed, and his scalp tingled.
They—
Why have they come???
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