Qiu'er Refuses to Admit Defeat

"Where's Yuhao?"

Late at night, having finally finished delegating her affairs, Bibi Dong hurried over from Spirit Hall, only to frown at the people in the living room, all staring blankly at one another.

"He hasn't come back yet?"

Everyone exchanged looks, each seeing the confusion in the others' eyes.

Sweeping her gaze around, Bibi Dong seemed to notice the absence of a certain blonde woman. Her expression darkened sharply, and just as she was about to head upstairs, an ethereal voice sounded by her ear.

"Disturbing someone's rest is not a good habit."

Bibi Dong paused and looked up. The impossibly beautiful silver-haired woman was watching her leisurely as she continued.

"He's a little busy right now. Besides, I don't think there's anything that absolutely has to be said right now, is there?"

Bibi Dong's face darkened, her tone seeming to assert her claim. "He is the Holy Son of my Spirit Hall."

"But he isn't merely the Holy Son. He is also the master of the Spirit Pagoda, which maintains the relationship between humans and soul beasts. He could even become the Auspicious Beast's husband—the matriarch of the soul beasts."

When she mentioned the word "maintains," Gu Yuena noticeably emphasized it. Bibi Dong naturally understood the implication behind her words. Her gaze sharpened as she refused to yield an inch.

"I never thought soul beasts cared about such things."

"I'm merely stating the facts. Don't alliances between your human factions also commonly rely on marriages between their higher-ups?"

"One more thing—you should be grateful that among the Dragon Clan of old, it wasn't unusual for the strong to have multiple partners. Otherwise, none of you would even be qualified to compete with me."

Gu Yuena's expression did not change in the slightest. Her absolute personal strength gave her