The bed beneath him was incredibly soft, as though it had been padded with over a dozen layers of goose down. The sheets were delicate and smooth, feeling like a young girl's skin to the touch. An expensive fragrance lingered in the air, subtle and pleasant without becoming cloying.
The air was filled with the scent of money. Having grown accustomed to extravagant living in the Purple Star Sect, Chi Xiu was sensitive to such things.
But he could also easily guess who had been the target of this teleportation. Golden threads on the golden bed curtains outlined a royal emblem, majestic and imposing.
This was definitely the emperor's bedchamber.
And there was only one emperor on the Douluo Continent now: Qian Renxue.
Chi Xiu turned his head and, sure enough, saw Qian Renxue's angelic face. Her skin was fair and tender, her features exquisite, though her eyes were slightly red and swollen.
And she was sleeping in formal attire. What was going on...
Chi Xiu was about to lift the blanket and take a look when he suddenly sensed something was wrong.
Why did it feel like someone was watching him?
He shifted his gaze away from Qian Renxue, rolled over, and looked behind him—
Holy shit!
Chi Xiu's eyes widened instantly in shock, while Bibi Dong also recoiled slightly.
The changes in their expressions were almost identical.
From shock to confusion, then from confusion back to shock. The atmosphere nearly froze, suffocating enough that neither could breathe.
Bibi Dong had not lain down at all and had been sitting at the head of the bed, lost in thought. Then, all of a sudden, a man appeared beside her—more precisely, between her and Qian Renxue.
With almost no hesitation, Bibi Dong recognized from his aura that this was the