Ye Feiyang's eyes flashed with approval. He nodded and said, "See? Once you calm down, your mind works faster than anyone else's." As he spoke, he did not forget to praise her. "Well? Do you believe I have that ability now?"
Bibi Dong took several deep breaths, her rising and falling chest trembling slightly with each breath. The sight was particularly eye-catching. Ye Feiyang could not help glancing at it twice more, and, as expected, earned another bright, watery-eyed glare. She still had a question she wanted to confirm, and her tone carried a trace of caution. "What exactly is the identity of the woman who came with you just now? And how strong is she?"
Ye Feiyang had no intention of hiding it. He raised a hand and pointed toward the sky, then leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice, "My wife is a true god. You'd better not provoke her." "At least not now. Otherwise, you might get beaten up badly..." Bibi Dong sharply sucked in a breath when she received the definite answer. So she was a god. That explained it. No wonder a single glance from that woman had made her feel as though she had fallen into an ice cave, and a trace of pressure had forced her to kneel on the ground. She could not help shaking her head with a bitter smile. The goal she had pursued her entire life might not even be worth mentioning in someone else's eyes. "Heh. If I really provoke her, can you at least give me a quick death?"
Ye Feiyang noticed that Bibi Dong suddenly seemed to have had all her spirit drained from her, leaving her completely listless. He thought that perhaps the blow just now had been too severe. "Hey,