Tang Yuehua and Bibi Dong's Confrontation

"Miss Yuehua, you're here again?"

Seeing Tang Yuehua carrying a wooden food box, the Maid took the initiative to greet her with a smile.

Ever since the incident with Ghost Leopard Douluo, many people in Spirit Hall had begun speculating about the relationship between Tang Yuehua and Pei An.

Their attitude toward her had changed dramatically.

Moreover, Miss Tang Yuehua was always bringing Pei An breakfast, making those speculations all the more convincing.

Especially the Maids who saw Tang Yuehua deliver meals every morning—they were constantly making guesses about it.

Some had even started shipping the two of them.

The love story between the Clear Sky Sect's useless Young Miss, who could not cultivate, and Spirit Hall's young genius Pope set the gossip fires burning fiercely in some people's hearts.

Even though Bibi Dong strictly prohibited such talk and clarified the matter several times, the effect was minimal.

Some even took it as proof that the rumors were accurate.

After all, practically everyone in Spirit Hall knew about Bibi Dong's feelings for Pei An.

Thus, Bibi Dong's actions were also seen as displays of jealousy.

This only made the gossip spread even more fervently.

Many people had even secretly begun choosing sides.

There was the Waste Material Miss Faction, which supported Tang Yuehua and the genius Pope, and the Childhood Sweethearts Faction, which supported Bibi Dong.

Of course, there were also those who believed that only children made choices, while adults wanted them all.

For a time, the matter became wildly heated.

Tang Yuehua nodded slightly and smiled brightly. "Is the Pope here?"

The Maid replied, "He is. The Pope is handling official matters inside. Please come in, Miss Yuehua."

"Thank you." Tang Yuehua thanked her, then carried the food box and made her way toward the study within the main hall with practiced ease.

Having delivered meals so many times, she was already quite familiar with the layout of Pope's Palace.

Reaching a room, Tang Yuehua stopped and raised her fair little hand to knock gently on the door.

"Come in."

Pei An's cool voice came from inside the room.

Tang Yuehua pushed open the door and walked in.

"Good morning, Miss Yuehua."

Pei An raised his eyes. Seeing Tang Yuehua did not stir any particular emotion in him.

He had grown used to it.

At first, Pei An had told Tang Yuehua that she did not need to do this, that what he had done that day had merely been a small favor.

Although Tang Yuehua nodded and agreed, she came again the next day carrying a food box.

As time passed, Pei An stopped saying anything and gradually became accustomed to Tang Yuehua bringing him meals every day.

Tang Yuehua was an excellent cook, no less skilled than Spirit Hall's master chefs, and her dishes even carried a few distinctive touches of her own.

Pei An actually quite liked her cooking.

But someone else certainly did not.

Seeing Tang Yuehua arrive, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes filled with displeasure.

This woman came every day to bring breakfast. Even a passerby could see what her Thoughts were.

Bibi Dong would hardly give a pleasant face to someone coveting her A'an.

Pursing her rosy lips, Bibi Dong said sarcastically, "Miss Tang certainly has plenty of time. You're always punctual every day~"

Tang Yuehua merely smiled faintly, unaffected. "Lady Bibi Dong is right. Yuehua is indeed not very busy."

"The Pope likes Yuehua's cooking, and Yuehua is happy as well."

Tch.

Seeing Tang Yuehua still maintaining that gentle and elegant demeanor, Bibi Dong grumbled irritably to herself.

She did not continue mocking Tang Yuehua.

After all, Pei An was right beside her. Bibi Dong did not want her image in his heart to suffer.

Bibi Dong had actually tried making breakfast for Pei An before.

But after trying it only once, she decisively gave up.

Not everyone had talent in cooking.

If Bibi Dong and Tang Yuehua were as far apart as heaven and earth in terms of cultivation talent, then their cooking talents were the exact opposite.

After all, not just anyone could make something like Black Osmanthus Cake.

It took at least some talent.

Though that talent might have been a little off.

So, she simply stopped competing with Tang Yuehua in that regard.

Yet every time she saw Tang Yuehua bring Pei An breakfast, Bibi Dong still gritted her teeth in anger.

This Clear Sky Sect woman truly did not take her seriously.

Tang Yuehua directly chose to ignore Bibi Dong's malicious gaze.

Carrying the food box, she walked to Pei An's side and placed it on a nearby table.

"Does the Pope still have a lot to do? I made Almond Cake today."

Tang Yuehua smiled elegantly, her voice gentle.

She had carefully observed Pei An's reactions whenever he ate and had already gained a clear understanding of his food preferences.

Almond Cake was one of Pei An's favorite desserts.

"Thank you for the trouble." Pei An set down the document in his hand and spoke softly.

He had nearly finished handling today's matters anyway, so he could rest for a while.

Tang Yuehua said nothing. She merely opened the food box, gently picked up a piece of Almond Cake with her chopsticks, and brought it to Pei An's lips.

Pei An froze. He was not used to being fed like this, and instinctively wanted to refuse.

But when he saw Tang Yuehua's expectant little eyes, he somehow opened his mouth slightly and took a bite of the Almond Cake.

Seeing this, the smile on Tang Yuehua's exquisite Pretty Face grew even brighter.

Beside them, Bibi Dong's eyes nearly burst into flames.

Bastard, bastard! That bastard woman Tang Yuehua isn't taking me seriously at all! She actually dared feed my A'an right in front of me?!

At that moment, she could no longer care about anything else. Soul Power surged in her hand and formed into the shape of chopsticks. She gently picked up a piece of Almond Cake and brought it to Pei An's lips, unwilling to be outdone.

Pei An was helpless. He could only swallow the Almond Cake in his mouth and eat the piece Bibi Dong offered him.

Fortunately, Tang Yuehua had no intention of continuing to contend with Bibi Dong.

Tang Yuehua understood very clearly.

She and Pei An had only met once. In the short term, she could not possibly compare to Bibi Dong, who was with him day and night.

If she truly fought Bibi Dong, Pei An would most likely stand with that woman.

Moreover, Tang Yuehua's feelings for Pei An were not actually that deep.

Toward Pei An, she felt more fondness and gratitude than romantic affection.

Her daily meal deliveries were, in truth, more an expression of thanks to Pei An.

Naturally, she would not confront Bibi Dong head-on.

As for when that fondness might develop into romantic love, that was impossible to say.

Feelings could arise in but an instant.

"A'an, Ning Fengzhi's invitation has already arrived. Are you planning to go?"

Bibi Dong suddenly remembered something and asked.

Ning Rongrong's Full Moon Banquet...

Pei An nodded slightly. "Yes, let's go take a look."

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was a fine Martial Soul. If possible, Pei An truly wanted to bring it under his Subordinates.

Of course, if Ning Fengzhi proved too tactless, he could only harden his heart and use some other methods.

As for how many people would die in the process, that was not something Pei An would consider.

"I'm going too." Bibi Dong shook Pei An's arm coquettishly.

"If Dong'er wants to go, then go."

At that, Bibi Dong cast Tang Yuehua a triumphant look.

The smile on Tang Yuehua's face did not change, nor did she express any desire to go with them.

She had not forgotten her identity just because her circumstances had changed.

She was still, in truth, Clear Sky Sect's hostage in Spirit Hall. If she took the initiative to ask to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it would be far too thoughtless.

Tang Yuehua knew her limits and did not do such things.

She merely smiled and said softly, "Yuehua wishes the Pope every success."

This reaction made Bibi Dong feel as though her punch had landed in cotton.

Without the experiences from the Original Work that had driven her to darkness, Bibi Dong still seemed somewhat outclassed before Tang Yuehua.