From Douluo Dalu to Queen

Chapter 284 Private Visit on Weibo
As the Pope, she naturally has someone to serve her in her daily life. Although her family background is not very high, she has to live a so-called "aristocratic" lifestyle since she became a saint, and she has been used to it over the years.

If Bibi Dong handles government affairs too late on weekdays, she will go directly to sleep in the bedroom behind the study. Over the years, Bibi Dong has been tortured by these trivial affairs and rarely goes back to her own bedroom to sleep. Therefore, Bibi Dong's personal maids are also used to waiting around this study.

However, the benefits of such diligence are also obvious. This allows Bibi Dong to have a strong control over the grassroots of the Spirit Hall. In the past, the grassroots members of the Spirit Hall only needed to be responsible to their superiors. When it comes to the level of the Pope, if the platinum bishops are left, they are basically deaf and blind. While Bibi Dong is handling trivial matters, she is well aware of the situation in various places.

Even though she knew nothing about politics in the past, she is now getting better and better and is deeply loved by the people. Qian Daoliu, an old stubborn man who only knows Shinto, naturally doesn't understand the ins and outs of this. When her reputation is high enough and her strength is accumulated enough, it will be time to settle accounts.
After changing her clothes, Bibi Dong waved away several maids, then leaned back without any dignity and fell motionless on the bed like an ordinary person who had a tiring day. Only when she was alone could she enjoy a brief moment of comfort.

After a moment, Bibi Dong stood up and took out a mask as thin as a cicada's wing and a very simple dress from her personal storage soul guide, which was no different from what ordinary soul masters wore outside.

In the past, Bibi Dong would often sneak out at night to inspect the Wuhun City. She could often see things that she would not see otherwise, and could also more intuitively perceive the living conditions of ordinary soul masters in Wuhun City, which she would never be able to see in full from other people's descriptions.

It was precisely because of this that she was able to formulate various laws that satisfied the public and, as an unprecedented female pope, won the love that no previous popes had ever enjoyed.

After simply adjusting the mask in front of her, Bibi Dong put it on her face. Her face suddenly changed. Her originally delicate face had many more wrinkles, and her facial features also shifted slightly, turning her into an ordinary middle-aged woman.

Afterwards, Bibi Dong mobilized her soul power and used a technique similar to bone shrinking to make her tall figure much shorter. Then, paired with the shabby long skirt that she asked someone to buy from an ordinary family, her overall image not only reminded people of His Holiness the Pope, but even ordinary middle-class people would not be associated with it. It can be seen how much Bibi Dong cares about this.

After completing the disguise, Bibi Dong concealed her own breath and skillfully got out of the window, avoiding the patrolling guards all the way and moving down the mountain in the darkness.

After leaving Wuhun Mountain, Bibi Dong no longer concealed her figure and walked on the road openly. She had asked Yue Guan to get a full set of identity documents for her disguise a long time ago, and the control of the Wuhun City formation was also in her hands, so she could naturally eliminate her movements after the disguise and not be detected by the formation.

In this way, no one except Yue Guan knew about Bibi Dong's little tricks.

In this way, Bibi Dong had a smooth journey without any obstruction and came directly to the place where she had agreed to meet Leng Xiyao.

Bibi Dong had carefully selected the location for the meeting with Leng Xiyao, and finally decided on the rooftop of a high-rise residential building that was still under construction.

As the number of outside residents in Wuhun City continued to grow, the land in Wuhun City seemed insufficient. However, they could not rashly destroy the ecological system of the Wuhun Forest to expand. So they introduced advanced construction methods from Giant Sword City to build some high-rise buildings in this original slum area. Even if something happened, the losses could be controlled within a very small range.

This building has more than twenty floors, and is considered one of the tallest buildings in the entire Wuhun City. At this moment, Leng Xiyao was sitting on the edge of the top floor, swinging her legs in the air, humming a folk song from her hometown, and looking very happy.

Tian Meng stood behind Leng Xiyao, looking like a bodyguard standing guard, fearing that the heartless host in front of him would accidentally fall down. Although Leng Xiyao could fly, it would not be a good thing if she attracted someone's attention.
"Xiyao, someone is coming. It must be Bibi Dong." Sensing a middle-aged woman coming up, Tian Meng was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted based on the power contained in the other person's body and reminded Leng Xiyao.

Leng Xiyao turned around and saw a middle-aged woman with a very ordinary appearance. She was a little stunned. She even felt that Tian Meng had recognized the wrong person.

"Auntie, who are you?"

Hearing Leng Xiyao's address, Bibi Dong always felt a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange. However, she didn't say much and just took off her mask, revealing her original delicate face.

Leng Xiyao was naturally familiar with this face. Thanks to the development of soul guides, the face of His Majesty the Pope had long been known to the entire continent, so she quickly changed the subject and said with a smile: "Oh, who was it? It turned out to be His Majesty the Pope. In the past, His Majesty's face could only be seen in official propaganda. Now I know that even the best soul guide can't restore one ten-thousandth of His Majesty's face. Seeing is believing. If you and I go out on the street together, I'm afraid others will think we are sisters~"

To be honest, Bibi Dong usually hated flattery, but after listening to Leng Xiyao's words, she realized that it was not that she hated people saying flattering words, but that those people did not speak to her heart at all.

Your Majesty and Your Majesty are completely different. It has always been her ambition to be addressed as Your Majesty by the people. On the other hand, it is a compliment to her youth and beauty. No woman does not like such compliments.

Not to mention since she became Pope, no one has dared to praise her appearance so directly since she became a saint. After all, this is extremely rude behavior. No one would be as direct as Leng Xiyao.

Although she was somewhat happy in her heart, Bibi Dong still kept a straight face and said to Leng Xiyao, "Okay, stop talking nonsense. I came here this time to discuss something serious with you."

When it comes to business, Leng Xiyao was not vague. With a wave of her jade hand, she took out two chairs, set up a tea table, took out a teapot full of tea and two teacups, poured three quarters of tea into each, and then invited Bibi Dong to take a seat.

Although the two were in a messy construction site, the sense of ritual emerged immediately.

(End of this chapter)