...
There was silence under the table. Xuan Hao didn't reply, but he rubbed his cheek against her instep with a hint of dependence, his meaning clear—if you don't help me, I'm really going.
Bibi Dong closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and the veins on her forehead throbbed.
She felt that all the prestige she had accumulated in her life had been completely shattered in front of this brat.
"I...I'll help you."
Bibi Dong suppressed her shame and compromised in a voice barely audible.
However, compromise is one thing, and practice is another.
She's never experienced anything so absurd. She doesn't even understand the most basic principles.
Two long, beautiful legs clad in stockings hung down, and she awkwardly and clumsily explored the area.
Xuan Hao was thrown into a state of turmoil by her haphazard and sometimes painful force, and instead of enjoying it, he became even more agitated.
"No, teacher, don't squeeze so hard... Lay it flat a little, yes, use the soles of your feet, not your toes..."
Xuan Hao couldn't help but start offering his guidance from below.
"Shut up!!"
Bibi Dong was filled with shame and indignation, feeling as if her face was burning hot.
She stared intently at the file in her hands, then growled across the table, "If you dare utter another word, I'll crush your manhood right now!
You'll never have to find a woman again!"
Xuan Hao shrank his neck and wisely shut his mouth, letting Bibi Dong fumble around in the dark.
Time passed by, second by second.
At first, Bibi Dong was in a perfunctory mood, thinking that she could just distract herself and get rid of this little bastard.
But as time went on, feeling the increasingly astonishing heat and hardness emanating from the soles of her feet, she occasionally couldn't help but look down along the edge of the table.
That thing showed absolutely no intention of going down.
On the contrary, due to intense tension and shame, a fine layer of sweat had already seeped out on her forehead, and she couldn't concentrate on reading a single word of the official document in her hand.
Left with no other choice, in order to end this torment as soon as possible, she could only grit her teeth, put away her perfunctory attitude, and begin to cooperate wholeheartedly.
Just as the atmosphere in the Hall of State Affairs was becoming increasingly sticky, and Bibi Dong was gradually finding her rhythm, preparing to finish the battle in one fell swoop...
Sudden.
"Tap tap tap..."
A series of hurried and heavy footsteps broke the silence of the corridor, finally stopping outside the main gate of the Hall of State Affairs.
"Reporting to His Holiness the Pope!"
Outside the main gate, the Holy Emperor's warriors on guard knelt on one knee, their voices carrying clearly through the heavy gate into the spacious hall.
"Your Holiness, there is an outsider Soul Master outside the door, holding a papal decree of the highest rank in our Spirit Hall.
He claims to have important confidential matters to discuss and requires an immediate personal audience with Your Holiness!"
Upon hearing the words "Papal Decree," Bibi Dong, who had been sitting in her chair and concentrating on her work, suddenly froze.
Her somewhat hazy fox-like eyes instantly regained their absolute coldness, and the movements of her hands abruptly stopped.
This is during this sensitive period when the All-China High-Level Soul Master Elite Tournament has just begun.
An outsider, a Soul Master outside the Spirit Hall system, holds a papal decree that the Spirit Hall has only issued a handful of times in the past, and specifically requests to see her, the Pope.
This person's identity became clear almost instantly.
Yu Xiaogang.
He really came.
Where did Yu Xiaogang get the papal decree?
However, before Bibi Dong could sort out the mess of accounts from back then...
Under the table, Xuan Hao, who had been in a state of extreme excitement, stopped moving completely the moment he heard the warrior's report.
Xuan Hao didn't make a scene downstairs, nor did he immediately jump out and overturn the table. He simply remained quietly in the darkness.
"Xuan Hao..."
Bibi Dong felt a little flustered and subconsciously moved her feet slightly, trying to comfort her with a voice.
But just as the soles of her feet touched Xuan Hao's body again, Bibi Dong suddenly froze, and an indescribable complex expression instantly filled her face.
Because she clearly felt...
The object, which had been as hard as iron and radiating scorching heat, cooled down completely in the few seconds after hearing Yu Xiaogang's name.
It's not the fatigue after firing.
Instead, the surging, violent masculine energy that originally filled Xuan Hao's body seemed to have been subjected to some kind of intense psychological shock at this moment.
He sat quietly under the table, his breathing becoming lighter, his large, cold hands still stubbornly and stiffly gripping Bibi Dong's ankles, motionless.
The calmer Xuan Hao appears, the more dangerous he is.
Looking at the young man under the table, whose head was bowed low and whose heartbeat had slowed down, Bibi Dong experienced for the first time a feeling called "heartache" and "panic".
He was genuinely afraid.
He feared he still had feelings for that good-for-nothing, and he feared the tragedy of that year would repeat itself.
Because he cared so much, this fierce and lawless man outside became as humble as a child afraid of being abandoned in front of him.
Bibi Dong's gaze turned extremely cold in an instant. She took a deep breath and coldly gave the order to the door:
"No way! He thinks he can see me with some token he picked up from who-knows-where?
Tell him the Papal Palace doesn't see idlers, and he should get out of Martial Soul City right now!"
However, Xuan Hao remained completely still under the table despite Bibi Dong's almost furious and ruthless order.
He didn't loosen his grip on her ankle, nor did he make a sound. That silent stillness was so heavy in the darkness that it was almost suffocating.
Bibi Dong was completely panicked.
She knew perfectly well that Xuan Hao understood her.
He knew that if he really drove Yu Xiaogang away with just one sentence today, then in the future, the name Yu Xiaogang would become a knot and regret in his heart that he could never untie for the rest of his life.
Starting today, their relationship will be completely doomed.
"Stop fooling around, Xuanhao."
Bibi Dong lowered her head, looking at the dark underside of the table, her voice carrying a pleading tone that would never normally appear, "Please don't be like this... can you say something to me?"
Xuan Hao remained silent.
Bibi Dong bit her red lips, her eyes slightly reddening. She took a deep breath, raised her head again, and coldly ordered towards the door:
"etc."
"By my oral instruction, he shall be brought directly to this Hall of State Affairs. I will see him in person."
After giving the order, Bibi Dong swayed slightly and squatted down directly under the large mahogany table.
The heavy tassels completely blocked the view from the outside world.
In this small and dark space, Bibi Dong looked at Xuan Hao, who was gripping his ankles tightly with both hands and keeping his head down without saying a word.
His usual lawless arrogance had vanished, leaving only a heartbreaking stillness.
Bibi Dong's heart softened. She reached out and held his hands, lowering her voice: "Don't be like this, I'll handle it. Really."
Xuan Hao slowly raised his head. His azure eyes were no longer filled with the usual laziness; instead, they were swirling with a cold and obsessive undercurrent.
"You don't need to force yourself. I'm a very selfish person, and I can't force myself either."
Xuan Hao grabbed Bibi Dong's wrist with a strong grip: "I'm not some gentleman.
I can't say anything like magnanimous nonsense like I can respect your choice, and I simply can't do it.
If you really choose someone else, I don't know if I can stay rational, I don't know what I might do."
Looking at the man before her, who was almost driven mad by his extreme concern, Bibi Dong felt no offense whatsoever.
On the contrary, her heart, which had been cold and lifeless for years, began to beat wildly at this moment.
Without the slightest hesitation, she met Xuan Hao's aggressive gaze directly, lowered her head, and hugged him tightly.
"I choose you, really, I choose you."
"Don't be afraid, and don't overthink it. I, Bibi Dong, will never have another man in my life."
Xuan Hao leaned against the crook of her neck, his body stiffening for a moment before he asked in a hoarse voice, "Really?"
Bibi Dong did not offer any further explanation.
She cupped Xuan Hao's face in her hands and kissed him passionately.
This was the first time in her life that she had taken the initiative to kiss a man, and also the first time she had displayed the power befitting a pope.
Clumsy yet domineering lips and tongue barged in without any method, carrying an unyielding domineering force, fiercely asserting their sovereignty.
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