A few minutes later, Yu Yuanzhen left the Pope's Palace with satisfaction.
In the meeting hall, Joshua Ye lay on Liu Erlong's soft, plump, snow-white thighs, fiddling with the sect leader's token in his hand.
Now that the three upper sects have all surrendered, although there are still some forces in Douluo Continent that cannot be underestimated, such as the two empires and the four lower sects, now that the three upper sects have surrendered, it won’t be long before these guys will obediently crawl over and become vassals of the Spirit Hall.
"Lord Holy Son, how is it?" The door of the meeting hall was pushed open, and a slightly thin figure walked slowly in. His voice was a little tired, and the dark circles under his eyes were enough to show how hard he was working.
Seeing Joshua Ye being affectionate with Liu Erlong, Guimei turned around quickly, because he knew very well that he would explode if he looked at them for one more moment.
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