Bibi Dong wrapped the belt around his waist and gently reminded him:
"This belt is also a Storage Soul Tool. Every gem on it contains ten cubic meters of storage space. I've put some of my cultivation methods in there, along with a Pope Token and some pocket money for you..."
"The belt's just right when it's a little tight."
"You should also know to keep your distance from Ling Yuan."
Bibi Dong tied the belt the way she wanted, then stood up and sat back on the Papal Throne.
"Understood?"
Su Wen nodded, only half understanding. "Thank you, teacher. I'll head back and get some rest."
After Bibi Dong gave a slight nod, Su Wen turned and left Pope Hall.
In Su Wen's room, Hu Liena looked around at the empty space and pouted.
She glanced at the bed, hesitated briefly, then climbed onto it and rolled around with her legs wrapped around her senior brother's blanket.
Hu Liena nestled under the covers and took a deep sniff.
"Mm!"
Hu Liena's expression shifted. Along with her senior brother's scent, there was a familiar feminine fragrance.
"That's strange. It smells a little like teacher. Did she come here?"
Hu Liena lifted the blanket and sniffed it twice. Her senior brother's scent had faded, while teacher's fragrance had grown stronger, almost completely overwhelming it.
As Hu Liena wondered about it, she heard faint footsteps outside.
She hurriedly jumped off the bed, straightened the covers, and only went to open the door once she'd restored the scene of the crime to its original state.
"Senior brother!"
When she saw her senior brother in the courtyard, Hu Liena's eyes lit up.
"Nana!"
Su Wen had barely spoken before a soft, squishy bundle landed in his arms.
Hu Liena wrapped both arms around his