"Don't worry, I've already arranged for Zi Ji to rest!" Bi Ji stepped forward, her voice gentle and tinged with a hint of guilt. "The Pope just sent word. She said you don't need to go train at her place tonight."
"Okay, I understand!"
Su Wen agreed without thinking much of it, then suddenly felt a pair of hands resting on his head.
Bi Ji pulled a handkerchief from somewhere and gently dried Su Wen's slightly damp hair.
"Xiao Wen, let me help!"
Bi Ji suddenly moved closer.
Su Wen felt her tall, imposing figure, full and ample.
Bi Ji truly was a Life-type Spirit Beast.
She had so much vitality!
He breathed in the fragrance so close to him.
Su Wen's nose twitched slightly.
He looked at Bi Ji's earnest, lovely face.
The atmosphere felt a little ambiguous.
He took the initiative and asked, "Bi Ji, what exactly did Zi Ji come here for?"
Bi Ji's lips moved. "I don't know exactly what the Master intends. All I know is that she came to assist me!"
Su Wen didn't understand what Bi Ji meant, but he had a general idea.
The Silver Dragon King probably didn't want anything to happen to him!
"All done!"
Bi Ji put away the handkerchief and gave him a warm, charming smile. "You look good..."
Su Wen coughed and walked away, a little awkwardly. Bi Ji could be far too gentle at times.
That unique personality and beauty made her incredibly captivating.
Most people would have a hard time resisting her.
"It looks like you have a white hair!"
Bi Ji followed behind him and pointed it out.
"Hm?"
Su Wen went to the mirror and looked at his hair.
There really were a few gleaming silver strands.
He was already going gray at