Back at Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong lay comfortably on the bed, her orange hair hanging softly around her. She held the documents Qian Xunfeng had asked her to handle, a faint smile on her lips. She was clearly more than happy to help him with this work.
"Send a Spirit Saint to lead the purge of the Evil Spirit Master nest in Huishan City. Be sure to search the villages accidentally destroyed by the Evil Spirit Masters for survivors. They can be relocated into the city, and reconstruction can begin once the danger has passed."
After briefly writing down the plan, she placed a document atop the stack of papers beside her, which had already grown half a meter tall and looked ready to collapse at any moment.
"Dong'er, why are you still handling these documents? Didn't I tell you not to stay cooped up in your room? You should take Xuan'er out and have some fun."
Now that Bibi Dong had sincerely submitted to him, Qian Xunfeng no longer treated her coldly. After all, she was the only one who would happily accept whatever he did to her.
Her heart was wholly devoted to Qian Xunfeng, and she was highly skilled in all manner of play. Qian Xunfeng also valued the current Bibi Dong greatly.
"Dong'er is willing to help Teacher handle these."
Qian Xunfeng pulled Bibi Dong into his arms. She leaned against his shoulder, occasionally rubbing herself against his chest muscles.
"Come, relax your mind. This time, I'll help you resolve the hidden danger of the Rakshasa God."
He could now conceal the news of the Rakshasa God's death for a while and replace her without the other gods noticing.
"Mm, Dong'er will listen to Teacher."
Still leaning against Qian Xunfeng's shoulder, Bibi Dong lazily reclined across