Slacking Off in Spirit Hall, Only for Bibi Dong to Overhear My Inner Thoughts

Spirit City.

Pope's Hall.

Bibi Dong sat on the papal throne in the center of the hall, her bearing majestic.

Below the throne,

stood more than a dozen figures.

They were all core members of Spirit Hall, each possessing formidable strength.

Even the weakest among them was a Level 90 Titled Douluo.

They had gathered here for the monthly meeting of Spirit Hall's upper echelon.

At that moment,

Bibi Dong held the Pope's Scepter, inlaid with all manner of gemstones, and parted her pearly teeth to ask:

"Does anyone have anything else to add to this meeting?"

In response to Bibi Dong's question,

the hall fell silent. No one answered.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong gave an almost imperceptible nod.

At this morning's meeting,

she had raised all the problems she had discovered over the past month and offered solutions to them.

Bibi Dong was highly satisfied with the solutions she had proposed.

She had only asked the question as a formality; she did not truly want the core members of Spirit Hall below her to propose solutions of their own.

The hall was so quiet that not even a crow or sparrow could be heard.

Bibi Dong was just about to dismiss the morning meeting, believing that everyone below knew what was good for them and would raise no further objections,

when an unfamiliar voice suddenly rang out beside her ear.

"Oh, thank heavens, this damned morning meeting can finally end!"

"I've been standing here since morning. My feet are nearly numb."

"Anything to add? Add my ass!"

"With that man-eating look on your face, wouldn't anyone who dared object immediately set off your nasty temper and get pushed aside and suppressed?"

On the throne,

Bibi Dong was startled to hear the unfamiliar, teasing voice complaining!

Smack!

She slapped the armrest of the throne, sprang to her feet, and shouted furiously:

"Who! Who's talking?!"

Everyone present was badly startled by Bibi Dong's inexplicable outburst.

Several elders who had been miles away in their thoughts during the meeting jolted in fright, their eyes instantly regaining focus as they came back to their senses.

Everyone looked at one another, their faces full of confusion.

They seemed to be asking, "Did you say something?"

As they exchanged looks, they all saw the same bewilderment on one another's faces.

For a moment,

a jumble of thoughts filled their minds.

They all wondered whether Bibi Dong was trying to put them in their place.

Despite their suspicions, their expressions grew more respectful and their manner more deferential as they shook their heads, indicating that they had said nothing out of turn.

After that, the atmosphere grew even more silent, and even the air seemed like a pool of stagnant water frozen solid.

It was unbearably oppressive!

Watching the reactions of the people below, Bibi Dong could not help growing suspicious.

Had I misheard?

Was that voice just a hallucination?

At that thought,

Bibi Dong's expression softened. She bent her long, slender, snow-white legs again and slowly sat down.

Seeing the expression of the woman on the throne soften,

everyone below could not help letting out a long breath.

Seeing this and hearing no other voices, Bibi Dong was about to dismiss the morning meeting and return to rest.

She suspected that the strange, unfamiliar voice

was an auditory hallucination brought on by exhaustion from driving herself too hard over Spirit Hall's affairs lately.

So she intended to return to her bedchamber and get some proper rest.

But just as she raised a hand to wave everyone away,

that unfamiliar voice exploded beside her ear again!

"What's this she-devil jumping at shadows for? She nearly scared my soul right out of me!"

She... she-devil?

Am I really that awful?!

Anger flared in Bibi Dong's heart.

She had always been supremely confident in her beauty.

Now that she had heard someone call her a she-devil,

how could she not be angry?

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes swept over the people below once more.

Looking at the silent figures with their heads bowed,

she could easily guess that she seemed to be the only one who could hear that strange voice!

Moreover,

judging by what the voice had just said,

its owner seemed to be among the crowd below!

As Bibi Dong stared at the people below,

the voice rang out again.

"Hey! Why isn't she dismissing the morning meeting yet? What kind of stunt is she going to pull now?"

"Women are such a hassle. There's always something with them, day after day."

When the first sentence rang out,

Bibi Dong became even more certain that the owner of the voice was among the people before her!

And when the second sentence rang out,

the anger already pent up inside Bibi Dong rose another three notches.

You'd better hope I don't find you!

Otherwise,

I'll make you pay!!

Bibi Dong's eyes swept constantly over the people below.

A little while later,

the voice rang out again, right on cue.

"Hurry up and dismiss us! If this goes on, these old legs of mine won't hold out much longer."

"Sure, you're beautiful, but right now I just want to get off work and eat!"

"Please, spare me!"

Hearing the voice's sudden compliment,

more than half the anger in Bibi Dong's heart vanished at once.

She looked down at her elegant attire, and a touch of pride rose in her heart.

Hmph, at least you have good taste!

But...

What does 'get off work' mean?

Uh...

It probably means going home after the meeting, right?

But if you think I'll spare you, you can forget it!

If I don't catch you today, my name isn't Bibi Dong!!

Bibi Dong surveyed the people below, and suddenly her eyes darted to the side.

Then,

a smile appeared on her face, one that had been absent for a long time.

She had thought of a way to catch the owner of that voice!