The Peeping Tom Outside the Window

Untie the ropes on Bibi Dong.

Having remained still for so long, Bibi Dong's limbs had gone numb. She fell to the ground, but she had no time to care about that and immediately began crying her grievances.

"Teacher, Dong'er was wrong. Dong'er really misjudged that Yu Xiaogang."

"Not only is he a fame-chasing good-for-nothing, he's also a hypocrite, worse than a beast."

"Teacher, Dong'er was wrong. I was truly wrong."

Bibi Dong knelt before Qian Xunfeng, tearfully pleading as her voice choked with sobs.

Qian Xunfeng remained expressionless as he rubbed Ah Yin's soft, curvaceous waist, secretly shaking his head. It was not yet time. Before obtaining the Rakshasa God Trial, he would not give Bibi Dong so much as a kind look.

"So now you know you were wrong? What were you doing before?"

A cold smile curled across his lips as Qian Xunfeng said calmly:

"Heh. Do you still remember how, years ago, you insisted on pursuing your so-called love and left despite my objections?"

"Where was that determination then? Didn't you say you would only marry Yu Xiaogang in this life?"

"Who was it that would rather sever our master-disciple relationship than stay? Now you admit you were wrong? Hmph! Too late."

"No, Teacher. Dong'er was deceived back then. Please, Teacher, give Dong'er one more chance."

Bibi Dong's once exquisite face was drenched in tears, her hair disheveled. She reached out to grab Qian Xunfeng's leg, but he avoided her in disgust.

"Give you another chance? You already had your chance when you left. Enough. You may leave."

Qian Xunfeng pretended to leave, but Bibi Dong dragged her numb legs and crawled in front of him to block his way.

"Teacher, Dong'er truly won't do it again."

"Please, Teacher, give Dong'er a chance. As long as I can remain by Teacher's side, that will be enough. Please, Teacher."

By now, Bibi Dong no longer fantasized about reclaiming her position as Saintess. She only wanted to stay here, even if all she could do was look at Qian Xunfeng from afar every day.

Perhaps because she saw the young woman beside Qian Xunfeng, Bibi Dong's eyes brimmed with boundless envy, as well as towering hatred for Yu Xiaogang.

If only she had obediently remained Teacher's student, she could have stayed close to him all along and received his love.

Clearly, Teacher and I had once been the closest. If Yu Xiaogang had not deceived me back then, the one leaning in Teacher's arms should have been me.

Damn Yu Xiaogang. If I ever recover my cultivation, I'll grind your bones to dust!

Bibi Dong did not hate Ah Yin for taking Qian Xunfeng away. She only hated her own ignorance. She felt that she was no longer worthy of Teacher. Even if she could only remain by his side to serve tea and water, she would be content.

Only after losing something did one understand how precious it had been.

"Bibi Dong, I am no longer your teacher. Out of consideration for our past relationship, I am letting you leave. Don't push your luck."

Qian Xunfeng's words gradually left Bibi Dong disheartened. She knew that her former self had thoroughly broken Teacher's heart.

But she truly wanted to make amends to her teacher now, even if Qian Xunfeng was unwilling to forgive her.

"Teacher, don't go. Dong'er was truly wrong."

Watching Qian Xunfeng prepare to leave, Bibi Dong burst into loud sobs.

She truly regretted it—regretted believing Yu Xiaogang's nonsense and hurting Teacher's goodwill time and time again.

Her hatred for Yu Xiaogang deepened further, to the point that she even wanted to destroy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect along with him.

After all, in the original story, Bibi Dong had been violated by Qian Xunji in the Secret Chamber, eventually seeking to destroy Spirit Hall and then the world—or allow Yu Xiaogang to rule the newly established empire.

Only now, the situation had reversed. The white moonlight in Bibi Dong's heart had become Qian Xunfeng, and all she felt toward him was endless guilt.

Yu Xiaogang, it's all because of you. You and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect deserve to die. It's all because of those beasts.

Her intense resentment finally triggered the Rakshasa God's divine power, drawing Qian Xunfeng's gaze. He looked in surprise at Bibi Dong, whose eyes were vacant as she sat on the ground.

"Such intense resentment? A few words were enough to awaken the Rakshasa God's power."

He had thought he would need to throw her outside for several days to experience the dangers of society. No, he definitely could not take her in so quickly. She still needed to be tempered.

"Xunfeng, looking at her like this, she'll probably starve to death on the streets if we let her go. Why not let her become a maid? It would count as doing a good deed."

Seeing Bibi Dong crying so hard she could barely speak, Ah Yin was simply too kind-hearted. She said to Qian Xunfeng.

"Hmph. Letting her be a maid is already letting her off easy."

Qian Xunfeng rubbed Ah Yin's cheek. Even aside from the plan, he clearly still harbored resentment toward Bibi Dong. After all, how could he not be angry after what she had done?

He had raised her for twelve years, after all.

"Don't be angry anymore. I'll keep you company tonight."

Ah Yin playfully rubbed herself against Qian Xunfeng. It had to be said that Ah Yin truly deserved the title of virtuous wife and loving mother. Aside from being a little softhearted, she had no flaws. Marrying Ah Yin was undoubtedly the wisest choice Qian Xunfeng had ever made.

As for Bibi Dong, she was merely someone to be used. There might once have been some feelings involved, but they had nearly been worn away.

"Fine. From now on, you'll be a maid responsible for cleaning the inside and outside of Spirit Hall. Understand?"

Now that Bibi Dong had awakened the Rakshasa God's power, he naturally had to keep her by his side, continuously plant psychological suggestions in her mind, and finally send her to Slaughter City to obtain the Rakshasa God Trial.

"Thank you, Teacher. Thank you, Teacher. Dong'er will definitely work hard."

Hearing that she could stay, Bibi Dong was immediately overwhelmed with gratitude.

Her cultivation had been crippled, and her body was frail. If she went outside with no support, she did not know when she would be able to take revenge on Yu Xiaogang—or whether Yu Xiaogang would simply sell her to some nobles to be tormented further.

"Fine. From now on, you'll be called Dong'er in Spirit Hall. The name Bibi Dong disgusts me."

"If your cultivation is needed in the future, I will naturally help you."

With that, Qian Xunfeng put his arm around Ah Yin and slowly left.

Watching Qian Xunfeng leave with Ah Yin in his arms, Bibi Dong felt a pang of sorrow. She had once had a chance too.

She too could have received Teacher's affection and remained the Saintess revered by everyone in Spirit Hall.

"Yu Xiaogang, I will make you wish you were dead!"

Bibi Dong wiped away the tears on her face, then followed a Cardinal to the maids' quarters, where she bathed and changed into a maid outfit designed by Qian Xunfeng.

After all the guests had left, she began cleaning with the other maids.

Because Yu Xiaogang had never done any work when they were together, she had picked up quite a bit of everyday knowledge herself.

She was barely qualified for cleaning work.

When she reached the residence behind Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong suddenly stopped. Her eyes filled with nostalgia. The room before her was where she had lived as the Saintess.

But it was empty now. The room next door was brightly lit—it was Qian Xunfeng's room.

As she cleaned Qian Xunfeng's room, Bibi Dong suddenly noticed that the bedroom window had not been shut tightly, leaving a narrow crack.

Driven by curiosity, Bibi Dong peered through the gap in the window and saw the intimate scene between Qian Xunfeng and Ah Yin.

"Teacher."

Looking at the scene inside, Bibi Dong felt a yearning rise within her. Years of longing clouded her mind, and she could not tear her eyes away from Qian Xunfeng's body.

Unable to bear the loneliness, she silently withdrew one hand, not knowing where it went. Only a string of soft birdlike chirps could be heard, while she occasionally murmured under her breath.

"Teacher, Teacher!"

The wind howled mournfully over the Yi River as a cold breeze swept past.

As a glistening liquid flowed down, Bibi Dong gave Qian Xunfeng one last longing look before quietly closing the window.

She left in a daze, leaving behind only glistening droplets on the ground beneath the moonlight.

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