Was I really wrong?

When Bai Wanwan sat down at the table, Qian Renxue immediately took Bai Wanwan hand and looked her over carefully. "Wanwan, that woman didn't bully you, did she?"

Seeing the concern in Qian Renxue's eyes, Bai Wanwan couldn't help but smile.

"No."

"His Holiness the Pope was merely saying some trivial things."

Bai Wanwan's tone was very calm.

In her opinion, Yu Xiaogang's matter was indeed just a trivial matter.

After all, if she wanted, she could make Yu Xiaogang disappear from the world without anyone noticing, and Bibi Dong wouldn't be able to find any clues.

"That's good."

Let's eat first.

"Many of these are your favorite foods."

Qian Renxue smiled and nodded, picked up her chopsticks, and served Bai Wanwan some of her favorite dishes before beginning to enjoy the food in front of her.

Bai Wanwan glanced at Qian Daoliu discreetly, and seeing that his expression was normal, she picked up her chopsticks and began to eat the food that Qian Renxue had put on her plate.

Qian Daoliu holding his chopsticks, about to pick up some food, when he saw Qian Renxue reach out and pick up the dish he was about to place in front of Bai Wanwan.

Hmm~

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue, but Qian Renxue's gaze was almost entirely fixed on Bai Wanwan.

"What's wrong, Grandpa?"

Why aren't you eating?

Qian Renxue noticed Qian Daoliu's gaze. While asking him a question, she quietly reached out a small hand, picked up one of Bai Wanwan's favorite dishes, and placed it in front of her.

"Fine."

Qian Daoliu smiled and shook his head, picked up the bowl in front of him, and continued to savor the delicious food.

Qian Daoliu not only didn't care about Qian Renxue's little tricks, but actually felt somewhat gratified.

After all, both Qian Renxue and Bai Wanwan are talented, capable, and ruthless. Their personalities complement each other, and they have a very good relationship.

Aside from not having children, the two of them have almost no flaws together, and their future seems very promising.

Not only are Qian Renxue and Bai Wanwan's futures promising, but the future of the entire Spirit Hall is also promising.

Time slips away quietly.

A hearty dinner was quickly finished.

Everyone got up from the dining table and went to their respective rooms.

Soon, Bai Wanwan arrived at the door of her boudoir. She pushed open the door and looked at the spotless room, decorated exactly the same as it had been two years ago. A beautiful smile appeared on Bai Wanwan's lips.

Step into the room.

Seeing Qian Renxue enter with her, Bai Wanwan coughed lightly and pointed to the next room. "Sister, your boudoir seems to be next door."

"Yes, I know."

I was just worried you'd be scared being alone at night.

So I've come to keep you company.

Qian Renxue spoke in a serious tone, and then closed the door behind her.

A big question mark appeared above Bai Wanwan's head.

Well, Bai Wanwan herself was unaware that she was afraid of being alone at night.

Go take a shower first.

"Take a bath and get some rest. You've been bouncing around in the carriage for two whole months; you must be exhausted."

Qian Renxue reached out and picked up Bai Wanwan, heading towards the bathroom.

I knew it!

Bai Wanwan muttered to herself, without resisting, and let Qian Renxue carry her into the bathroom.

The Papal Hall.

In Bibi Dong's boudoir.

Bibi Dong sat in front of an open window, gazing at the dazzling starry sky with a complex expression.

Bai Wanwan's words kept echoing in her mind, as if an invisible hand had uncovered long-buried memories in her heart.

Scenes from the past seemed to appear before her eyes.

Recalling the past, a bitter smile involuntarily appeared on Bibi Dong's lips.

"If we hadn't listened to Yu Xiaogang back then and had instead planned to leave the Spirit Hall with him, would the Spirit Hall be a completely different place today?"

"If I had thought it through more carefully when I told my Teacher I wanted to leave the Spirit Hall, would that tragedy have been avoided?"

"But what was I thinking at the time?"

"Aiming for a bright future, or fantasizing about what life will be like afterward?"

Bibi Dong muttered to herself, but the smile on her lips grew increasingly bitter.

Before she proposed leaving the Spirit Hall, her Teacher was always the Teacher she respected. But everything changed when she proposed leaving the Spirit Hall.

If we put ourselves in Qian Xunji's shoes and see our disciple Hu Liena as ourselves back then, Bibi Dong might understand a little better the almost out-of-control anger in her Teacher's eyes.

Well, the disciple whom you painstakingly trained and nurtured, whom you regarded as your future Heir, suddenly says one day that he wants to leave with someone else, completely breaking away from your family's power, throwing away the kindness of more than ten years, making more than ten years of effort and hard work vanish in an instant, and even making others benefit by joining the hostile forces.

One last thing: I hope the Teacher can wish them well.

My blood pressure seemed to spike instantly.

Bibi Dong tilted her head slightly, covered her eyes with her hand, and the bitter smile on her lips gradually disappeared.

A dark purple, sickle-like pattern gradually appeared on his forehead.

What are you thinking about?

A hoarse voice came from behind Bibi Dong.

Was I really wrong?

Bibi Dong didn't turn around, but simply asked a question softly.

This question seems to be asking the voice behind the scenes, or perhaps it's asking itself.

The room gradually fell silent.

The somewhat hoarse voice disappeared, and Bibi Dong did not speak again.

After a while.

The hoarse voice returned.

Don't you already have the answer in your heart?

"If you believe you're not wrong, how could any other answer possibly come to mind?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong remained silent, but she gradually lowered her hand that had been covering her eyes, gazing at the dazzling starry sky with slightly reddened eyes.

"Of the ten mistakes, I am responsible for three."

"She's wrong. She's wrong in ten parts, each accounting for five."

"I made the wrong choice back then, and so did my Teacher."

"My mistake has pinned my pain to the edge of a cliff, leaving my reason to linger in the abyss. They tear and split apart, like the alternation of day and night, letting time erode my spirit, while my heart suffers in agony."

"The Teacher was wrong; his methods were too extreme, yet he was too soft-hearted. He had clearly taught me that for someone in a position of power, being soft-hearted is a major taboo, but he himself didn't remember. He brought despair to people and then personally released those in despair, ultimately suffering the consequences."

Bibi Dong looked at the dazzling starry sky and chuckled softly.

The laughter carried a complex mix of emotions.