Yu Xiaoheng's fingertips gently brushed over the letter, and he could not help but smile.
Bibi Dong...
She was rather cute.
In the latter half of the letter, Bibi Dong's tone had clearly softened, carrying a deep sense of reliance and longing.
"I miss you so much, Brother Xiaoheng. I also want to eat those sweet candies you gave me again."
"I really want to see you."
"Teacher said that when I'm close to level thirty, I'll need to go out and gain practical combat experience. When that time comes, he'll arrange for me to train at Heaven Dou City's Fighting Soul Arena."
"Brother Xiaoheng, when that time comes... could you come see me?"
At the end of the letter, the handwriting became somewhat messy, as though she had written it in a hurry.
"I can't write too much more. Teacher... he often comes to check on me. Brother Xiaoheng, when the time comes, please, you have to come."
"Snap."
Yu Xiaoheng slowly closed the envelope, producing a soft sound.
He had more or less grasped Bibi Dong's current situation in Spirit Hall.
She was being tightly controlled by Qian Xunji, living a monotonous life under constant mental strain.
But she was still too young, her mind not yet mature. She only believed that Teacher's strictness was for her own good, completely unaware that behind that "kindness" lay a suffocating desire for control and possession.
Yu Xiaoheng recalled the Martial Soul Queen of the future, imprisoned in a secret chamber, filled with despair and resentment.
Objectively speaking, in his previous life, Bibi Dong had forsaken her master for Yu Xiaogang and broken with Spirit Hall. She had indeed caused all of Qian Xunji's earlier effort and investment to go down the drain.
Qian Xunji's anger was understandable.
But now...
Yu