"I don't know if I was right or wrong in accepting that disciple."

Touching his thin cheek, Qianxun felt a sudden pain in his head.

He was under a lot of pressure before. After that disciple came, the pressure increased exponentially. If this continued, he might become the first pope to die from exhaustion in office.

I don’t know if this is glory or sadness.

“It’s right if you don’t regret it in the future!”

Qian Daoliu's support for his son may be tiring now, but he will never regret it in the future.

"It's all about the future."

Taking a deep breath, Qian Xunji became more determined.

Although he had great ambitions in the past, to be honest, he didn't have much confidence, otherwise he wouldn't have put his hope in his disciple Bibi Dong.

But now that cheap disciple appears, he really sees hope. As long as he keeps going like this, he will definitely be able to realize his ambition, lead Wuhun Palace to unify the continent, establish the only empire, and spread the glory of our god to the world.

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Chapter completed!