You Really Love Being Clever, Don't You?

At that thought.

Bibi Dong turned her gaze toward Ye Qiu, whose Martial Soul was active.

Noticing the women beside him taking advantage of him from time to time, she could not help but frown again.

When Ye Qiu looked up.

Bibi Dong had already shifted her gaze away.

"Ye Qiu, what's wrong?"

Ning Rongrong nestled against Ye Qiu's side. Over the past few days, she had become much more obedient—utterly compliant, even.

"Nothing."

Ye Qiu shook his head.

"Hmph! Don't tell me that Pope has something to do with you too?"

Ning Rongrong curled her lips.

Clever as she was, now that she knew why Liu Erlong had thrown herself at him.

Of course she could think of other women as well.

That Pope or whatever.

With Ye Qiu's talent, if he really returned to the past one day.

It would not be impossible for the Pope to throw herself at him too. Besides, she had asked about Ye Qiu from the very beginning.

"Heh, perhaps. I don't know the specifics either."

Ye Qiu shrugged.

He raised a hand and pinched Ning Rongrong's cheek.

"Then does that mean the Pope will become one of our sisters in the future too?"

Dugu Yan wrapped an arm around Ning Rongrong's shoulders and teased Ye Qiu.

"Yanzi, don't be so loud."

Ye Lingling softly reminded her.

This was Spirit Hall. If someone heard them, they would be finished.

"What's there to fear? She wouldn't dare lay a hand on us."

Liu Erlong stood with her hands on her hips, staring straight at Bibi Dong, who was pretending not to know her.

"Enough, don't let anyone really hear you."

Ye Qiu hurriedly hushed their discussion.

If others really found out, there would be quite a spectacle.

Zhu Zhuqing, however, did not care much