Inside the hotel.

"Are you causing trouble? I feel like you feel guilty?" The black-clad bishop looked at Arhat with a suspicion, always feeling something was wrong.

Arhat looked expressionless, picked up the teapot and sat back on the sofa. He waved his hand to the black bishop.

"It's okay. Besides, I feel guilty."

"Yeah?"

Although I still felt something was wrong in my heart. The black bishop was too lazy to care about it at this moment, because the approval for Arhat to enter the Wuhun Academy has been completed. The most important thing now is to deal with his admission.

I was so scared that I thought it was exposed.

Arhat looked at him, and a hint of gratitude appeared in his eyes. Then he sucked the teapot in his hand, "Phhhh... Why is this tea so bitter?"

"Little Tu Lao Hu, this is a rare good tea! Although it is astringent in the mouth, it has a sweet aftertaste... Hey! If you don't drink it, you can't ruin it like this!"

Just now, when the Black Bishop was despising the Arhat, the Arhat was already sucking his body and finding a donut.

No matter where the black-clothed bishop was closing his eyes, "talking, talking", a mouthful of donuts and a mouthful of tea in a teapot. This would feel a unique flavor to him.

"Bad boy!"

"Bang!" After Arhat finished enjoying it, a fist hit his forehead and took back the teapot.

"You loser, you're ruining!"

"Cut, isn't the tea just for drinking?"

Arhat rubbed his head and then disappeared, complaining, "Hiss! You old guy, your fist hurts so much!"

"What do you know? Also, I'm only forty! I'm not old!"

As he said that, the black-clothed bishop opened the teapot and sat down for a long time with heartache. Then he glared at Arhat fiercely, as if what he had done just now was to storm the destruction of heaven and sin was unforgivable.

Seeing this, Arhat did not have the desire to continue talking. Then he looked up and mentioned the serious matter. "Sir, since you are here, have my Wuhun Academy approved it?"

"I'm back and telling you about this."

When talking about serious things, the black bishop also put away his emotions just now and his face turned right.

"The above approval has been approved, and the Wuhun Academy also agreed to your joining. However, in order to test your level, you will be given an entry assessment."

"Is it reasonable to be a class assessment?"

Arhat's eyes suddenly lit up, and when his fists were clenched, his bones clattered, "Let me see what opponents will be in the academy."

"Haha, is that..."

The black bishop smiled without saying a word, as if he had already known something. But it seemed that he was not going to say it.

Just then, "The Bishop is here!"

A sound of armor ramming sounded outside, and several Knights of the Spirit Temple immediately saluted with guns, "Welcome to the Bishop!"

At this moment, a cardinal came, whose strength is in the Soul Saint level. In terms of status, he is even more superior to the Black Bishop.

Seeing this, the Bishop in Black hurriedly grabbed Arhat. Because he knew that he was reluctant to face such a thing, he blocked him behind him and slapped his hand off.

But the Arhat is obviously a little confused?

His eyes looked at the Cardinal, which meant: Why did I have to let a Cardinal announce it when I joined an academy? Because I valued him as a talent? Obviously, this is unlikely?

At this time, the black-clothed bishop turned his head and ignored the Arhat who was still puzzled behind him.

The Cardinal did not care about this with a young man. Instead, he continued his own task.

"According to the Pope's order, Arhat can enter the Martial Soul Academy and enter Class 1. However, if he does not pass the admission class assessment later, then he will make a decision on whether he will stay or not." The Cardinal whispered.

"Ode to the Pope."

When the Bishop in Black and Arhat heard this, he bowed slightly. Then, the Bishop in Black asked cautiously: "May I ask the Cardinal, I don't know why you need to come here in person if you approve the matter of entering the academy."

The Cardinal did not hide it because of some secret. After all, the Bishop in Black is only forty years, and his cultivation level is still possible to be promoted to the Soul Saint and become a colleague of the same level as him.

So, after a little deeper look at the Arhat, he said, "My original purpose was indeed not for this kid. After all, such a big formation is not available now. I will announce it, it's just by the way. Is the real reason..."

Speaking of this, the Cardinal's face suddenly turned solemn.

"A student in the Wuhun Academy has disappeared. And they are the two most talented students who have disappeared in the Wuhun City."

"What!?"

When the black-clothed bishop heard this, his face changed instantly.

As an old fried dough stick who has been struggling in the Martial Soul Hall for twenty years, the Black Bishop saw the real harm of this matter. It was not because of other things, but because these two geniuses of the Martial Soul Academy were lost in the chassis of the Martial Soul Hall.

This is equivalent to the Tiandou and Xingluo Empire, where someone makes trouble at the foot of the emperor. Once it is spread, it will be a heavy blow to the prestige of the Pope's Palace, not to mention the new female pope who has just taken office for about four years and has a stable foundation.

"But don't worry, I found out later that it was just a misunderstanding."

The next second, the Cardinal's face lightened again.

"After learning the news, the Pope immediately sent me to search with Lord Ju Douluo, who was in the Wuhun Academy. Later, I found out that the two missing brothers and sisters were trapped in the restaurant kitchen because of the King of Kings meal, and used to brush plates to pay off their debts. However, according to them, they were cheated by a boy named Lotrirata. But there was no such person in the Wuhun City."

In an instant, the Arhat's face became extremely strange.

Good guy, he knew that this was the trouble he caused. Unexpectedly, the matter of just escaping orders was so involved. This is...

At the same time, the Black Bishop also reacted. Wasn't Lotrirata the second-in-command in the underground? Why...

Thinking of this, he instantly guessed the reason.

"Okay, I've said everything I should say, then I'll leave first. Tomorrow, you can just take this kid to the Martial Soul Academy."

Then he left gracefully, leaving only the two people in the room.

The black-clothed bishop turned around and looked coldly at the Arhat who seemed to be nothing, "I'm talking about what's going on? It turns out that he's causing trouble in Wuhun City, right?"

"Ahem, am I saying this is an unexpected letter?"

Arhats are inevitably a little ashamed of this.

Because he seemed to have already ruined Hu Liena and Xie Yue! He could even imagine that after he entered the Martial Soul Academy...
Chapter completed!