Tang San reacted quickly. He gripped the Seagod Trident tightly with both hands and blocked forward with force.
A loud clang echoed through the Pope's Palace like a mighty bell, causing pain in the ears. The powerful impact forced Tang San to involuntarily step back several steps, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.
However, even when he was in a defensive state, his eyes still moved ambiguously on Bibi Dong's tall and graceful figure, as if the battle in front of him could not distract him from his "admiration" for Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong steadied herself and looked at Tang San. Her mature figure trembled violently with anger. She shouted, "You're not the one calling me Dong'er!" There was unquestionable majesty in her voice, and a cold light flashed in her golden eyes, as if warning Tang San not to go beyond the line again.
Tang San smiled domineeringly, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. He waved the Seagod Trident in his hand and shouted, "Dong'er wasn't my name. Could it be that good-for-nothing Gangzi who called me that?"
Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled, as if struck by a heavy hammer. She recalled her past with Yu Xiaogang, the sweetness and pain of those times flooding back to her. She bit her lips hard, turning them pale, and couldn't help but ask, "Tang San... Isn't Yu Xiaogang your teacher? What makes you call him a waste?"
There was anger and a hint of confusion in her eyes. It seemed that while questioning Tang San, she was also questioning her past feelings.
Tang San smiled mysteriously. He tilted his head slightly and looked at Bibi Dong, a sly glint in his eyes. He said slowly, "Dong'er, do you know how shameless that good-for-nothing Gangzi is? The moment he saw me become a god, he actually said that he had finally proved to the world the greatness of his Spirit Master theory."
At this point, he noticed that his words had piqued Bibi Dong's interest, so he spread his hands and continued, "But actually, does my becoming a god have anything to do with that good-for-nothing Gangzi? If it weren't for my immortal herbs, that good-for-nothing Gangzi would still be a Great Spirit Master under level 30."
Hearing Tang San's words, Bibi Dong was somewhat moved. A hint of hesitation flashed across her eyes, and her mind couldn't help but emerge with every bit of her love affair with Yu Xiaogang.
She shook her head gently and said, "No, Xiaogang... although he is heartless, he was once an excellent man."
Tang San saw that Bibi Dong had relaxed her guard and was delighted. He slowly stepped forward, gently took her hand, and said softly:
"Don't lie to yourself, Dong'er. That useless Gangzi is just that useless Gangzi. Back in the Soul Hunting Forest, if I, Tang San, hadn't mastered the unique skills of the Tang Sect, that useless Gangzi would have been nearly killed by the hundred-year-old soul beast, the Mandragora Snake."
Bibi Dong noticed Tang San's ambiguity and was startled. She quickly struggled to free herself from Tang San's hand, her eyes becoming complicated, containing surprise, anger, and confusion.
She took a few steps back, distanced herself from Tang San, and said, "Tang San, why are you telling me this? Yu Xiaogang and I are already enemies, just like you and I. He has nothing to do with me, you don't have to mention him to me anymore..."
Tang San smiled wickedly, his eyes gleaming with a fiery glint. He stepped forward again, almost touching Bibi Dong's face, and said, "Dong'er, I'm saying this to tell you that that useless Gangzi isn't worthy of you. Only I, Tang San, am worthy of you. You should be my woman, Bibi Dong."
"What?"
Bibi Dong never expected Tang San to say such words to her. Her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. After a long pause, she stammered, "Are you crazy, Tang San?"
Her delicate body trembled slightly, partly because she was shocked by Tang San's bold words, and partly because of the inexplicable panic deep in her heart. She could never have imagined that Tang San had barged into the Pope's Palace just to say this to her - she had originally thought that Tang San had come to challenge her to a life-and-death duel, or to make some harsh demands, but she had never expected this kind of "confession".
At this moment, Bibi Dong had mixed feelings in her heart. She was angry at Tang San, but also at a loss as to what to do about this sudden situation.
Tang San saw the time was right, and he slowly put away the Seagod Trident. Then, he suddenly rushed forward and embraced Bibi Dong's delicate body.
He held Bibi Dong tightly in his arms, feeling the softness of her body, and said, "Dong'er, I'm not crazy. When I participated in the Spirit Master Elite Competition, the way you sat high and mighty on the throne already attracted me deeply. However, I, Tang San, was not strong enough at that time. But now, I have become the Sea God and possess enough strength to stand shoulder to shoulder with you - I want you, Dong'er."
His voice was low and full of affection, and every word seemed to be filled with endless love as he whispered softly into Bibi Dong's ear.
As he spoke, Tang San stretched out his hand, his movements as gentle as the breeze brushing against petals,Gently stroked her body.