"Okay..."
After a while, Nan Feng twisted his little body unnaturally, and a muffled voice came out from Bibi Dong's arms:
"Everything that needs to be said has been said, and your plan to kill with a borrowed knife has been finalized. You... you can go back to Spirit City."
Bibi Dong said nothing.
Not only did she not let go, she tightened her arms tighter, her chin still gently resting on the top of his soft hair, and she just hugged him quietly.
As the only person in this world who is completely connected with him in the depths of his soul, over the past few years, Bibi Dong has already figured out Nan Feng's temper.
This guy, at best, is said to be extremely deep in the city and has no exhaustive plans; to put it worse, he is a docile donkey who can explode at the slightest but can get along well with a little coaxing.
He does have terrifying scheming and vicious calculations that are far beyond ordinary people, but Bibi Dong knows that deep down he really rarely has the evil intention to do evil purely for the sake of doing evil.
All his calculations and conspiracies always have only two starting points - either to protect himself in this cruel world, or because she is in need.
The no-holds-barred arrogance he displayed on the surface, and the coldness that regarded everyone in the world as ants, were, in the final analysis, nothing more than a thick layer of protection used to cover up his inner fear and uneasiness as a "living dead".
It was precisely because of seeing through this that Bibi Dong dared to truly let go of all his wariness towards him.
Nan Feng is actually just like those Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast who just transformed. After peeling off that powerful and cunning shell, he is essentially a child who has never experienced the baptism of normal human emotions and will never grow up.
Children are prone to losing their temper, and their emotions are completely irrational.
But it just so happens that Nan Feng is an extremely calm "logic monster" in normal times.
When talking about business matters and layout, as long as your logic is rigorous and reasonable enough, he will accept it without changing his mind no matter how crazy the plan is.
To deal with this kind of contradiction that combines extreme rationality and extreme emotion, head-on confrontation will only be counterproductive.
So, Bibi Dong learned to use magic to defeat magic.
As long as she learns Nan Feng's usual shameless and rogue way, puts aside all identities and logic, and holds him unreasonably and comforts him softly.
Nan Feng will feel awkward all over and feel that she doesn't play according to the routine.
However, in this unreasonable awkwardness, his nerves that were so tense that they were about to break due to excessive precautions would miraculously relax.
After all, Nan Feng is a child who is full of conspiracy and calculation, but as long as he feels real warmth, he can throw away all calculation and defense at any time, and is more sincere than anyone else in the world.
Of course, kids are kids, and bastards are real bastards!
Bibi Dong held Nan Feng so unreasonably and coaxed him in the messy hall for a whole afternoon.
After confirming that the awkwardness and hostility in this guy's heart had completely dissipated, and even taking the opportunity to sleep comfortably in her arms, Bibi Dong got up, straightened out his robe, unfolded Six-Winged Purple Light Wings, and flew back to Spirit City at full speed to prepare for her "killing someone with a borrowed knife" drama.
As Bibi Dong's breath completely disappeared from the sky, Nan Feng stretched out greatly and stood up from the small bench.
He walked over to Zi Zhenzhu, who was still lying on the floor, and kicked her shoulder.
"Don't sleep, get up and work."
Zi Zhenzhu gasped suddenly and woke up from his coma.
She rubbed her still dizzy head and looked around blankly. When her eyes refocused on the six-year-old girl in front of her, her brain suddenly short-circuited again.
"Sir... sir?"
Zi Zhenzhu swallowed and glanced secretly behind Nan Feng, wondering if his mind was squeezed out of the hallucination by the door. "Just now... Was there another person here just now..."
"The one you see is my clone."
Nan Feng said calmly, "It's just a special Soul Skill, what's all the fuss about."
"Clone... Clone?" Zi Zhenzhu was stunned for a moment.
However, she didn't have too much doubt.
After all, just a few days ago, she had witnessed with her own eyes how the little ancestor in front of her transformed from a six-year-old girl into an adult lady with a hot figure and peerless appearance in a flash of purple light, and then shrunk back to the appearance of a child.
Compared with the kind of clone technique that can transform a living person, this weird ability to change one's appearance at will, and even tamper with the bone age at will, is obviously much more incredible!
Zi Zhenzhu felt that he shouldn't be surprised if something outrageous happened to this monster.
She dusted herself off and got up, looked at Nan Feng, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Then... Sir, how should I call you in the future? I can't always call you boss, right?"
Although Nan Feng has used absolute force to overwhelm the entire Purple Pearl Island, and everyone is accustomed to calling him "Sir" or "Boss", this title always sounds like a strong bandit, which is really incompatible with the lofty plan of establishing maritime order that Nan Feng described before.
Nan Feng put his little hands on his back and said, "From now on, you will call me Demon God Douluo."
"As for you... please call me teacher in private."
"Ah?" Zi Zhenzhu was completely confused, pointing to his nose, with disbelief on his face. "Old... teacher?!"
"What? Did I wrong you?" Nan Feng raised his eyebrows.
"No, no, no! No grievance! Absolutely no grievance!" Zi Zhenzhu shook his head like a rattle, so excited that his tongue was almost tied.
Are you kidding me? Being able to have a Titled Douluo as my teacher is a great opportunity that many Soul Masters never dream of!
Nan Feng walked to the desk, knocked on the pile of account books on the table, and said in a calm tone, "I accept you, not for you to use my name to pretend to be a tiger. I will teach you how to truly manage this island, how to conduct commercial development, and Purple Pearl Island's future development route. If you encounter any problems during the implementation, you can ask me, including bottlenecks in your cultivation."
"But, the dirty talk is ahead. I'm afraid of trouble, and I won't care too much about the specific affairs of this island. Since you called me teacher, you have to give me the dirty work of running errands and managing people. Do you understand?"
"Understood! Disciple must live up to the teacher's cultivation!" Zi Zhenzhu knelt down on one knee excitedly and performed a not-so-standard apprenticeship ceremony.
But after the excitement, Zi Zhenzhu's heart of gossip and curiosity couldn't help but become restless again.
She raised her head and looked at Nan Feng cautiously. "Teacher, you... where are you from? You are so powerful, how could you suddenly think of coming to a poor place like us Purple Pearl Island and spend so much effort to help us make so many reforms?"
Nan Feng glanced at her lightly and said, "You shouldn't ask, don't ask."
"Yes... disciple is talking too much." Zi Zhenzhu shut his mouth honestly.
However, she still had the guts to bring it up, as it was a matter of life and death for Purple Pearl Island.
"But, teacher..." Zi Zhenzhu stood up, his expression became a little solemn, "How do you plan to contact Sea God Island?"
"In fact, a large part of the residents on our Purple Pearl Island are from Sea God Island. Now that you have made such a big noise on the island, you will not only kill the previous boss, but also reorganize the navy and establish routes. For such a big thing, Sea God Island will definitely get the news soon."
A trace of deep awe and fear flashed in Zi Zhenzhu's eyes. "Sea God Island's strength is very terrifying! Especially the legendary invincible high priest Bo Saixi... If they think that we are provoking Sea God Island's authority, or think that we are a threat, and send people to hold people accountable, we..."
Zi Zhenzhu did not continue, but the meaning was obvious: if Sea God Island really got angry, their newly established Purple Pearl Navy might not even be able to stop a charge.
Even Nan Feng can never be the opponent of Sea God Douluo on this sea!
"This is not something you should worry about."
Nan Feng waved his hand nonchalantly, "I have my own plans regarding those people and things Sea God Island, and I will handle them personally."
"You have only one mission, and that is to take the plan I gave you and launch a thorough reform of this island! Anyone who dares to stop him will be killed and fed to the fish."