Spirit City, Lisa Dessert Shop—
In front of the exquisitely decorated dessert shop stood several enormous parasols.
It was afternoon, the perfect time for wealthy young ladies and young masters to enjoy a pleasant afternoon tea.
Among the gorgeously dressed crowd, Dugu Xin, clad in an emerald-green ruqun, slowly leafed through the book in her hands. From time to time, she sipped fragrant tea and took a bite of cake, living a wonderfully leisurely life.
But suddenly, cries of surprise rose from customers not far away.
The commotion spread from person to person, naturally piquing Dugu Xin's curiosity. She wanted to see what had caused such a stir.
But when she recognized Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden, Dugu Xin's hand paused as she reached for her teacup, and her brows drew together slightly.
"Feels like she's here with bad intentions."
Dugu Xin sighed inwardly.
Wang Chuan had not hidden anything about Bibi Dong from her. He had even told everyone about it as a joke.
So the moment Dugu Xin saw Bibi Dong, she roughly guessed that Bibi Dong had come for her.
Yet Dugu Xin was not panicked in the slightest. She even picked up her teacup again and took a sip of fragrant tea.
Although Wang Chuan had not told Dugu Xin about Bibi Dong's second Martial Spirit, he had certainly shown off his strength.
Spirit Hall was powerful, but unless Bibi Dong had lost her mind, she would not casually provoke a powerful expert—especially one who held evidence against her.
A moment later, just as expected, Bibi Dong walked up to Dugu Xin and asked with a radiant smile,
"Miss, would you mind sharing a table?"
"Holy Maiden, please make yourself comfortable," Dugu Xin replied blandly.
Bibi Dong did not stand on ceremony and sat down on