W-what?
Bibi Dong's pretty face turned bright red.
She glared at Su Linfeng, scolding in a flustered tone: "You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting?"
What do you mean by 'tonight I want to sleep with you'?
How could he say such a thing!
It was… outrageous.
"Can't I?"
Su Linfeng seemed genuinely surprised by her reaction. "Ever since you left for the Star Dou Great Forest, I haven't had a good night's sleep. Back then, you always used to keep me company when I slept, didn't you?"
"Uh…"
Bibi Dong's blush deepened, standing out vividly against her tight black night outfit. "So when you said you wanted to sleep with me tonight, you only meant… You wanted me to keep you company while you slept…"
No matter how she tried to phrase it, it sounded wrong. Really, it was her fault for reading too much into his words.
Still, she secretly sighed in relief. She had thought there was some hidden meaning behind his words—no wonder she'd reacted so strongly.
Without even realizing it, she gave a tiny nod.
And then regretted it almost instantly. Why did I nod? Am I stupid? What if he pushes further…
No, no, what am I even thinking?
She shook her head quickly and glanced at Su Linfeng. "Go to sleep. I'll sit here and watch over you."
Already fifteen years old…
Bibi Dong sighed inwardly. Why does he still act like a child who refuses to grow up? I suppose I'm partly to blame for this.
Fifteen years.
He had never been apart from her.
Aside from the time she had to purify the evil thoughts from her body, she had always coddled him, making him into a child who never grew.
The moonlight painted the city in pale silver. Most of Spirit City was already fast asleep.
On the ninth floor of the hotel—
Qian Renxue lay face-down on her pillow, cheeks burning red, her heart pounding wildly.
Sigh… how did it end up like this…
She had already warned him about the consequences, yet he still acted that way toward her.
Was I too indulgent?
Wait… wait…
If… if things continue like this, wouldn't I stop being his sister? Wouldn't that mean I'd have to… stay with him?
So shameful!
But for some reason, deep down, she felt like it might not be such a bad thing after all…
Meanwhile, in Su Linfeng's room.
Before long, he had drifted into sleep.
After he dozed off, Bibi Dong also leaned against the bedside, resting her eyes.
Sigh! This little brat growing up is a headache. Our relationship is only getting more complicated. I don't even know how to deal with it anymore.
What a mess.
She sighed again, her thoughts muddled, and soon slipped into a drowsy state herself.
The next morning.
Dawn broke.
Although Su Linfeng's deeds were still the talk of the city, the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament finals had to go on.
Presided over personally by Bibi Dong, the remaining teams fought for the championship on the plaza before the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
The results were just as expected.
The Spirit Hall Academy team seized the final championship. Their two spirit fusion techniques dazzled the audience, and in the end, Yao Mei and her partner outshone the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, clinching the crown.
The Star Luo Royal Academy and the Heaven Dou Royal Academy finished as runner-up and second runner-up, respectively.
As for the individual tournament—
Naturally, the champion was none other than Su Linfeng.
After the fate of Elephant Armored Academy, none of the other top four dared to face him seriously. They all chose to admit defeat, letting second and third place be decided among themselves.
It was worth mentioning that Dugu Yan, during her match against Star Luo Royal Academy, had an outstanding performance and even broke through to the fortieth rank.
Now, she was just one spirit ring away from advancing to the Spirit Ancestor realm.
When the tournament ended—
The representatives of Star Luo Empire, Heaven Dou Empire, and Spirit Hall gathered to discuss preparations for the next Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament. The participating academies were granted a short period of freedom.
Meanwhile, the Golden Generation held a celebratory banquet at the Supreme Pontiff's Palace.
This was Bibi Dong's special permission.
Since the Supreme Pontiff's Palace wasn't open to just anyone, Hu Liena had even gone out of her way to invite Dugu Yan.
After all, her identity wouldn't be exposed inside Spirit Hall.
With everything ready, Hu Liena had already prepared the feast. Now, they only had to wait for the Golden Generation to arrive.
"Tonight, no one's leaving until they're drunk!"
Hu Liena clapped her hands happily at the table, which was full of dishes. "Right, where's the wine Brother Su and I didn't finish last time?"
Let me think…
Oh yes—it should be in the cupboard.
Her eyes lit up, and she hurried over to dig through the cabinet.
Just then—
Zhang Ping arrived first. Seeing Hu Liena's focused back, she smirked.
Quietly, she sneaked closer…
And then—smack!
She slapped Hu Liena on the butt.
"Ah!"
Hu Liena yelped in shock, spinning around—only to see Zhang Ping.
"Nana, what are you looking for?" Zhang Ping chuckled. "Want me to help?"
"Zhang Ping…"
Hu Liena clutched her sore backside, nearly in tears. "Why do you always hit me there?!"
"Well…"
Zhang Ping was nothing if not blunt. True to her reputation as the most unrestrained girl of the Golden Generation, she even reached out to squeeze. "You're only fifteen, yet your figure is nearly like an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old's. I can't help being envious."
Hu Liena's face went scarlet. "Wh-what are you saying?!"
"Zhang Ping, why do you always pick on Nana?"
Suddenly—
A familiar voice came from the doorway.
Both Hu Liena and Zhang Ping jumped, turning to see Dugu Yan standing there, cheeks red, and Su Linfeng beside her, awkwardly unsure whether to step in or quietly leave.
This is one huge social death scene…
To ease the tension, Dugu Yan cleared her throat and stammered out: "Actually, your figure isn't bad either, so why always pick on Nana? Don't you know her type is going out of fashion?
"A body like ours, that can pull off any outfit, is the real prize."
Uh… what are you three even doing?
Su Linfeng's mouth twitched. Am I invisible to you? Can't you girls take this topic elsewhere?
Clearly—
Zhang Ping was completely hooked by the conversation.
She practically ignored Su Linfeng entirely and shot back: "Being able to wear any outfit isn't anything worth bragging about. I'd trade for Nana's figure any day."
"Everything in the right place, perky where it counts, sway where it matters."
"Just look at the two of us—"
"What are you girls talking about? The atmosphere's so intense."
Right then, the rest of the Golden Generation arrived, saving Su Linfeng from his awkward position.
Only then—
Did the three girls suddenly remember Su Linfeng was standing there?
Not only did Hu Liena and Dugu Yan flush bright red, even Zhang Ping—the thickest-skinned of them all—blushed, unable to meet his gaze. Instead, she shot a glare at Li Kai. "What do you know, huh? Always asking questions."
"Come on, let's celebrate already."
Zhang Ping urged everyone to take their seats—conveniently avoiding inviting Su Linfeng.
Su Linfeng could only give a wry smile.
Glancing at the sky, then toward the Supreme Pontiff's Palace, he thought to himself: Little Sis is heading back to Heaven Dou Empire tomorrow. I wonder when they'll be done tonight…