11 Chapter 7: Bi Bidong's Heart Fluttering, Intense Longing Love_1

Within the resplendent Pope Hall.

A woman of extreme beauty leaned against the throne, her alluring, snow-white legs crossed, her dazzling golden dress wrapped around a devilishly curvaceous figure.

More ravishing than her sensual body was the woman's face, exuding an otherworldly charm, as though she were heaven's favored child, with an aura of elegance and beauty.

She emanated an air of noble iciness at all times, revealing an Empress's unapproachable aura that forbade any desecration.

Regrettably, the grand hall was empty, with no one to admire the Empress's peerless beauty.

It was only when alone that the haughty and majestic Empress would expose such a sorrowful and frail demeanor.

Her phoenix eyes betrayed a deep yearning as she remembered the broad figure that once protected her during her vulnerable times.

In her memories, Bi Bidong's eyes gradually turned misty.

She had thought that with the passage of time, she would forget the man who had once saved her, but instead, she found herself falling deeper, missing him more than ever, unable to forget.

If it were not for that man, she might not have escaped a fate of violation.

It was he who saved her life, who gave her hope.

During their time together, the man's humor and wit were forever etched in her mind.

"Brother Yu, I wonder how you're doing..."

"Dong'er has been waiting for you so agonizingly!"

"Over the years, I've always heeded your words, not letting any man come near me, none whatsoever!"

Empress Bibi Dong's lips modestly parted, her whispers carrying immense yearning and affection, her gaze tender and rippling like water.

If others knew that the icy Empress had harbored love for a certain man over so many years, it would certainly cause an uproar.

No doubt numerous men would burn with jealousy.

Empress Bibi Dong, she is undeniably the foremost goddess of the era.

Her unparalleled talent overshadowed her contemporaries and, coupled with her devastating beauty, countless Titled Douluo revered her as their goddess, the lover of their dreams.

Despite this, not a single suitor dared to pursue her over the years.

Firstly, because their strength was inadequate, they felt ashamed.

Secondly, it was well-known that the Empress had always spurned men, never allowing them close to her.

No matter who you were or what your status was, if you dared to come close, the response was just one word—Scram!

Yet, this Empress, normally unapproachable, was now overflowing with tender affection.

Yearning and hoping, she waited singleheartedly in Pope Hall for the man of her past to return.

Even after so many years, Empress Bibi Dong had never given up hope.

Because he had told her, once he had finished his business, he would certainly come back.

Bi Bidong extended her delicate fingers, caressing her smooth and fair cheek, murmuring foolishly:

"Brother Yu, do you know, Dong'er has reached her most beautiful bloom."

"When on earth... will you come back."

"I've truly been waiting so painfully."

Towards the end, Bi Bidong pouted her lips, huffing softly like a young girl.

"Stupid Brother Yu, if you don't come back soon, Dong'er might not be beautiful anymore! Then, you mustn't disdain me!!"

By the end of her speech, a touch of shyness was evident, and a faint blush colored the Empress's snow-white cheeks.

"Dang, dang!"

The silence was broken by the faint knock at the grand hall's doors.

Bidong's warmth receded, her eyes suddenly sharp, filled with authority and a lethal air.

"Who!"

Outside the hall doors, Platinum Bishop Palas trembled at the Empress's chilling voice. He was frightened to the bone, respectfully saying:

"Your Majesty, the Empress, Platinum Bishop Palas pays his respects."

No sound came from within the grand hall.

Just as Palas was about to speak, a dignified female voice echoed from within the hall.

"Seeking death?"

"Scram!"

Palas wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, muttering to himself how the Empress indeed had a terrible disposition toward men; that youngster actually dared to seek an audience with her, probably a naive young lad from a powerful family.

Since you're so brazen, today I must oblige you.

Palas bowed low, trembling as he reported, "Your Majesty, the Empress, there's a foreigner who has come to visit you, claiming to be well-acquainted with you."

"Boom!"

The heavy doors of the hall were flung open abruptly, with a strong, swift gust swirling forth.

The Empress unveiled herself, adorned with the Nine-Curved Amethyst Gold Crown and a jewel-embedded, luxurious scepter in hand. She stood atop the stairs, her beauty beyond mortal, looking down imperiously upon the visitor at the door.

"Palas, what does this person look like?"

Empress Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes focused intently, staring fixedly at Palas, her voice trembling slightly.

Palas's expression tightened, could it be that the kid had really gotten close to the Empress?

He recounted cautiously, "He's a very young and handsome guy, quite charismatic, about twelve or thirteen years old."

Bibi Dong's face turned gloomy in an instant, expectation turning into anger, "Palas, do you realize your crime?"

Palas bowed deeply to ninety degrees, hastily explaining.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty, that person was arrogant and insulted you. I intended to teach him a lesson, but he insisted that he has a deep relationship with you, so I really didn't dare to make a move."

"Ha, do you think this Empress would have such a young friend?"

Bibi Dong's tone was chillingly cold, and Palas shivered as if he were in an ice cave.

"I also felt it couldn't be true. I'll go down now and personally tear that audacious brat to pieces, as a warning to others!"

Though Palas appeared terrified on the surface, inwardly he sneered. Now that he had the Empress's confirmation, no matter the boy's background, he dared to act without restraint.

Palas walked towards the door, his mouth curling in a cruel smile.

"Stop!"

Palas turned around and found that the Empress had turned her back on him, no longer deigning to look at him.

Even so, he did not dare to raise his head to look at her, and cautiously inquired, "May I know if Your Majesty has any other command for this lowly one?"

"Did that person say anything when you met him?"

A cold gleam flashed in Palas's eyes.

Kid, it's time for me to "speak well" of you. You shouldn't thank me too much!

"Your Majesty, I dare not describe to you what that person said," Palas pretended to hesitate.

"Speak!"

"That person said... said..." As Palas wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, a cunning look flashed in the depths of his eyes, his acting was convincing.

"Don't hesitate to speak," the Empress's voice lost patience.

"Forgive my directness, but what the boy said was extremely presumptuous, too vulgar to be voiced. In public, he claimed you were his woman and that you have been secretly in love with him for many years."

Palas's voice suddenly rose, "How could that be possible!! With Your Majesty's status, how could you fancy such an ant-like existence? Of course, I didn't believe it!!!"

"I wanted to take people and dispose of the wretch right away, to spare you the annoyance.

But then he threatened us all, swearing that if we touched him, you would personally destroy us.

This bastard spoke with such arrogance; I wasn't sure what to make of it, so I specifically came to seek your guidance."

"Are you speaking the truth?"

There was a change in Empress Bibi Dong's imposingly cold voice, her tall figure trembling.

"Every word is true, Your Majesty, the Silver Armored Knights outside can bear witness!"

Palas glanced sideways with joy in his heart.

Now the Empress is shaken with anger, it seems I won't have to personally lift a finger; you're going to be blasted to bits, and no matter your background, you'll have to swallow this bitter pill in silence.

"Did that person... mention his name?"

The Empress's shoulders shook even more violently, as if suppressing something.

"He said his name was Luo Yu, claiming that as soon as you heard his name, you would run out to see him. I was foolish, believing such nonsense, and reporting it now seems superfluous. Please, Your Majesty, forgive me!"

"Boom!"

An explosive blast of Soul Power surged from Bibi Dong within the hall, shaking the entire building as though it were quaking.

Unable to remain calm any longer, she spoke in a hurried voice, heavy with emotion.

"Where is he?!"

While terrified, Palas couldn't help but feel exhilarated.

The Empress was finally furious.

Today, you'll definitely be ruined right here, hahaha.

I won't have to lay a hand on you, hahaha!

"I will capture him immediately and present him to you for judgment!!!"

Palas fawned obsequiously, stamping his foot, and his eight-ring Soul Ring rose in a swirl as he rushed out of the hall...

The Empress turned around, her beautiful face no longer imposing but filled with excitement. Her eyes sparkled with infatuated light as she babbled like a madwoman.

"He's here! Has he come?!"

"Yes! It must be him!"

"No, how can I let Brother Yu come to see me, Dong'er should be the one to see him..."

"Whoosh!"

The peerlessly beautiful deity could no longer wait, zipping past, chasing after him.

In the blink of an eye, the grand hall was now empty...