Shocking Melon? No, It's Common Sense, Thanks!

Seeing Bibi Dong's unchanging expression, Yu Xiaogang swallowed hard.

Something's not right.

This reaction is wrong.

She shouldn't have reacted like that!

She should be panicked, she should be flustered, she should rush over and cover her mouth immediately!

Why is she still so calm?

Could it be... that I guessed wrong?

No! Impossible!

Yu Xiaogang shook his head violently, banishing the fleeting self-doubt from his mind.

It must be because I didn't think it through enough!

She's just putting on a brave face!

Yes! She's definitely gambling! Gambling that he won't dare to say it in public!

After all, family scandals should not be aired in public, and Bibi Dong, as the Pope, certainly understands this principle better than anyone else!

Having figured this out, Yu Xiaogang's confidence, which had just begun to waver, instantly became incredibly firm again.

He took a step forward, his voice sharp with excitement.

"Bibi Dong, I'm giving you one last chance!"

"Now, immediately order him to repair my Martial Soul and help me break through the shackles!"

"Puff--"

Ning Fengzhi spat out a mouthful of tea, choking so badly that his face turned red, and he coughed desperately.

The others also twitched their faces, and the way they looked at Yu Xiaogang was no longer that of looking at a fool.

It was more like admiring a rare and precious treasure.

Does Bibi Dong have to order her seniors around?

Are you out of your mind?

Yu Xiaogang was completely oblivious to the eerie, ghostly atmosphere around him, and continued to raise his voice, which was full of threats.

"If you agree, out of consideration for our past relationship, I'll pretend today's events never happened, and I'll keep this secret forever!"

"But if you don't agree..."

He gave a sinister laugh, a laugh that, combined with his swollen face, looked utterly ridiculous and ugly.

"Then don't blame me, Yu Xiaogang, for exposing your secrets in front of everyone and tearing off our mask!"

Those who were unaware of the two's past, such as Ning Fengzhi and Dai Tianfeng, had their mouths twitching uncontrollably and almost couldn't help but burst out laughing.

What about our past relationship?

You, a piece of trash expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, what kind of relationship do you have with His Holiness the Pope of the Spirit Hall?

Those who were "in the know," such as Golden Crocodile Douluo and Ghost Chrysanthemum Douluo, felt that their intelligence had been insulted.

She just got a new eighteen-year-old body, and from head to toe, she's practically screaming "Get lost, don't come near me!" How dare you even mention the word "affection"?

Let's forget about sentimentality.

Given Your Majesty's current obsession with your predecessors, this Yu fellow is probably less than a freshly made pile of excrement in Your Majesty's heart.

Although Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others also thought that Yu Xiaogang was out of his mind, they were also aroused by his curiosity.

They also wanted to know what "secret" this good-for-nothing possessed that gave him the audacity to "break ties" with His Holiness the Pope level ninety-nine.

In the hall, all eyes were on one thing.

Half of it fell on Yu Xiaogang, to see what other tricks he could pull.

The other half turned to Bibi Dong, eagerly awaiting the reaction of this "young Pope".

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bibi Dong finally made her move.

She descended the stairs step by step, her long, straight legs encased in Eternal Black Silk stockings, each step seeming to tread upon the heartbeats of everyone present.

"Oh?"

A simple syllable, yet it carries the utmost contempt.

Bibi Dong's gaze was as if she were scrutinizing an ant at her feet.

"I'd like to know."

"You piece of trash who will never break through level twenty-nine in your lifetime..."

"What do you want, to completely break ties with me?"

Bibi Dong's words struck a nerve with Yu Xiaogang!

Level 29!

This is the shame of his life! It is a scar in his heart that will never heal!

At this moment, this woman, in such a nonchalant yet extremely cruel way, has exposed it to the public!

"You... you..."

Yu Xiaogang's body trembled violently. He raised his hand and pointed shakily at Bibi Dong's flawless face, which had turned a deep purple from extreme anger.

"You forced me to do this!!"

"You forced me to do this!!!"

"You just wait! I'll ruin your reputation today!"

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang suddenly turned around, faced all the onlookers in the hall, and roared with all his might.

"Everyone!!"

"You guys don't know yet!"

That shout successfully drew everyone's attention.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stopped exchanging glances with Azure Luan Douluo.

Dai Tianfeng also stopped gloating and peeked out from under the armpits of the two Douluo, afraid of missing any exciting details.

"Huh? What happened?"

Even Ning Rongrong, who was sleeping on the table, was awakened by the roar and rubbed her eyes groggily.

Under the spotlight.

Amidst countless pairs of eyes, some filled with curiosity, some with amusement, and some with pity.

Yu Xiaogang raised his trembling hand and suddenly pointed at Lin Feng, who had been standing to the side the whole time without even raising an eyebrow!

He took a deep breath and, in a solemn tone reminiscent of someone exposing a shocking scandal, declared:

"Pope Bibi Dong and this person definitely have an ambiguous relationship!"

"And! Nine times out of ten, it's Bibi Dong!"

He concluded with a definitive statement, delivering his final accusation.

"They might have been secretly doing something shady before they came downstairs!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

The anticipated uproar, shock, and heated discussions did not occur.

The entire Maple Dye Pavilion was once again plunged into an eerily silent stillness.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Yu Xiaogang, who seemed to have gone mad.

That look in his eyes...

It's like watching a fool with severe intellectual disabilities.

Golden Crocodile Douluo picked at his ear, then turned to ask Azure Luan Douluo beside him, "What did he just say? I'm too old to hear clearly."

Azure Luan Douluo said expressionlessly, "He said, Your Majesty likes Senior."

Golden Crocodile Douluo: "... Oh, and then?"

Azure Luan Douluo: "That's all."

Golden Crocodile Douluo: "..."

Dai Tianfeng was completely bewildered.

That's it?

He really wanted to rush up and pry open Yu Xiaogang's head to see if it was full of bean curd residue.

You've been threatening, yelling, talking about "earth-shattering secrets," and "tearing off the mask" for ages, and this is what you show me?

Bibi Dong likes Senior Lin Feng, isn't that obvious?

Even a blind person could see that!

What kind of secret is this? This is common knowledge at the Maple Dye Pavilion!

Do you, you idiot, really need to jump out and spout nonsense?

As for whether Bibi Dong and Lin Feng did something shady upstairs just now...

If we hadn't been in the shop the whole time and overheard the senior staff saying they wanted to "change the body" for His Holiness the Pope...

We actually believed you, you son of a bitch!

Dai Tianfeng shrank his head back into the armpits of Golden Crocodile and Bone Douluo, feeling that the few slaps he had just given Yu Xiaogang were somewhat beneath him.

The food they cook is unparalleled in the world!

A casual tip can yield unparalleled divine items and rare Soul Bone.

Even the Pope of the Spirit Hall could reshape his physical body and rejuvenate him.

Such a being could easily be described as Deity walking among humans!

Is there a problem with Pope Bibi Dong liking this kind of person?

Absolutely no problem!

Not to mention His Holiness the Pope.

Golden Crocodile Douluo touched his face, thinking to himself, "If I were a woman, I would be even Bibi Dong!"

This thought resonated in the minds of almost all the bigwigs of the Spirit Hall at the same time.

But just then...

A strange thought simultaneously popped into everyone's minds.

Wait a moment...

Speaking of which, among those present... wasn't there really an exception?

Brush--!

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Demon Bear Douluo... all the male titles in the Spirit Hall.

Their movements seemed rehearsed beforehand; their gazes, in unison, precisely locked onto a certain figure in the group...

(P. S.: Damn! How can we reasonably include the Soul Beast faction, like the Di Tian Silver Dragon King?)