Let Go of That Girl!!!

Lu Mingchuan lay there aimlessly.

The butler behind him spotted the target and hurriedly pulled his attention back.

"Young Master, quick, the Saintess is coming."

Lu Mingchuan flipped up immediately and patted his cheeks, trying to make his smile look less stiff.

"Give me that soul tool first."

The butler hesitated and said, "Young Master, perhaps I should go prepare some flowers for you? That thing doesn't seem quite right."

Lu Mingchuan waved his hand and took the soul tool he had previously given the butler: "What do you know? What's the use of flowers looking pretty? They need to be practical. I believe Dong'er isn't the type of person to care about such things."

What kind of nonsense is this? I've even brought out my hidden stash for her; she'd better not dare to refuse.

Bibi Dong clenched her fist tightly behind her back.

She had deliberately walked very slowly past the teahouse with the people from Spirit Hall Academy, only for that guy to still be inside debating what to give her.

If he didn't want to confess, he shouldn't have come out. It wasn't as if she, Bibi Dong, cared for it anyway.

Seeing that Bibi Dong had walked past the teahouse, Lu Mingchuan finally stood up.

"Dong'er, what a coincidence."

Yeah, what a coincidence.

If I hadn't dragged my feet, I would have walked all the way back to Spirit Hall by now.

Bibi Dong didn't understand it either; he was clearly the one who wanted to confess, so why was she the one feeling conflicted?

The members of Spirit Hall Academy behind her looked confused. Wasn't the Saintess supposed to dislike this guy? Why was she responding to Lu Mingchuan with a smile today?

Could it be that the Saintess had compromised?

They were, after all, among the future core team of the Saintess, and their honor and disgrace were tied to hers.

In their eyes, Bibi Dong being willing to acknowledge this guy with such a complicated background was a dereliction of their duty.

Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do to this second-generation heir.

Damn it, kill the Lu dog, seize the Saintess.

An inexplicable atmosphere enveloped the Spirit Hall Academy team.

Lu Mingchuan didn't care about those wailing and complaining fellows.

Instead, he said to Bibi Dong in a gentle voice: "Dong'er, there has always been something I've wanted to tell you."

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and replied word for word: "What a coincidence, I also have something I want to tell you."

Lu Mingchuan raised an eyebrow.

I'm talking about serious business here; don't you go bringing some script you picked up from who-knows-where into this.

Hey... don't you say a word, just shut your mouth.

Just standing there like a prop waiting for my performance is enough; don't let your bizarre train of thought interfere.

Save those few remaining brain cells of yours for when you see the 'small vat' later, otherwise, you won't even have the brainpower to daydream when you're acting infatuated.

Lu Mingchuan's voice echoed continuously in Bibi Dong's mind.

She didn't usually do anything stupid, did she?

Why did this guy keep attacking her intelligence? Was he just bored out of his mind?

This dog of a man was truly a liar. The love in his eyes was overflowing, yet who knew how he was badmouthing her in his heart.

He deserved it if his spiritual power cultivation went awry.

Bibi Dong looked back at Lu Mingchuan with a flowery smile: "It's fine, go ahead. Today I'm just showing these people the properties Master entrusted to my management; a little delay doesn't matter."

She was determined to use the flaws in this bastard's cultivation to dig out all his secrets.

[Seclusion]

[Land reclamation]

[Farming]

[Shilipo Sword... what on earth is that?]

Lu Mingchuan looked at Bibi Dong in front of him, stunned.

This attitude wasn't right.

But the arrow was already on the string, and he had no choice but to fire.

He looked into Bibi Dong's eyes and gestured for the Spirit Hall disciples behind her to step back.

The butler hurriedly followed the instruction, using his own Soul Emperor-level aura to disperse the crowd.

Lu Mingchuan stared at Bibi Dong with a gaze so affectionate it could melt a dog's heart.

He instantly released all nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers prepared in the soul tool, forming a sea of yellow flowers directly centered around the large circle where Bibi Dong and Lu Mingchuan stood.

Bibi Dong's expectant eyes instantly turned into dead fish eyes.

I had originally thought there was some kind of miraculous flower that could grow overnight, but I never expected him to pull this stunt.

Using a sunflower that hadn't even shed its yellow petals yet—did he even know what a confession meant? He really wanted to recycle these flowers after the confession failed.

Lu Mingchuan held up a sunflower: "Dong'er, I like you."

[Proclaim~]

[It really is a premium product. I ask you, whose sunflower grows overnight and comes pre-salted and roasted?]

[You country bumpkin, you've never eaten something like this, have you?]

Bibi Dong looked at the motionless Lu Mingchuan with curiosity, examining him closely.

She discovered that this guy was actually blocking her line of sight, happily cracking sunflower seeds behind the flower.

Meanwhile, Lu Mingchuan was getting anxious while cracking his seeds.

This woman was truly ignorant. Using a sunflower didn't stop her from rejecting him; she should be calling someone to kick him out.

Bibi Dong suppressed the flutter in her heart.

She lightly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Mingchuan, I know how you feel about me, but I think we should go see Teacher first."

The sunflower seeds in Lu Mingchuan's hand dropped to the ground.

No... you're supposed to call someone to kick me out. If no one kicks me out, how am I supposed to encounter an accident?

Who is that shy expression on your face for?

Before, you always pretended to ignore me, your expression never wavering in the slightest, but now...

[Don't ruin me, big sister!!!]

[You have looks, but no morals.]

[You have looks, but no intelligence.]

[Can you be normal for once, you idiot?]

Who was she calling a loser? Bibi Dong had both morals and intelligence; did he think she had spent all those years reading ancient texts for nothing?

It was he, this unlearned, good-for-nothing rich kid, who deserved those labels.

She took the sunflower from Lu Mingchuan's hand and, while he was distracted, secretly peeled one to eat. The large seed was indeed fragrant.

"Mingchuan, you need to be ambitious. Stop being a playboy, okay?"

Bibi Dong tried to persuade Lu Mingchuan with earnest words. To the onlookers, this was the very picture of their Saintess's magnanimity.

Lu Mingchuan hugged his arms, his face full of struggle.

She wasn't playing by the rules. What was going on?

How did this turn into a lecture?

Lu Mingchuan looked at Bibi Dong, who was wearing the face of a naive, sweet girl.

[Right, right, I almost forgot.]

[You aren't the protagonist anymore, so what's the point of not playing by the rules?]

[Hehe... in a moment, our Grandmaster Xiao Gang will make his entrance, carrying three parts melancholy, three parts disdain, three parts arrogance, and one part of that signature 'Aotian' nonchalance.]

[That little gaze of his will instantly hook this love-struck Saintess.]

[What kind of displacement and suffering must one endure to develop such complex emotions?]

[Haha... Xiao Gang, I feel for you. Someone as knowledgeable as you shouldn't be buried in the crowd.]

Thinking of the ridiculous scene he was about to witness, Lu Mingchuan couldn't suppress the smile at the corners of his mouth.

Seeing Bibi Dong's gaze shift toward him, he once again forced his smile down.

"Dong'er, I understand your rejection. From now on, I will stay awa—"

"Let go of that girl!!!"