The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Ah Yin is Behind! The Meat That Was in My Mouth Flew Away!

Bibi Dong glanced at Hu Liena beside her, who seemed to want to bury her face in her chest, and then at the audacious catwoman who had offered a kiss.

Bibi Dong smiled.

That smile carried a hint of composure and arrogance befitting Pope, as if he were looking at two presumptuous little girls.

"What they can give, I can certainly give too."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying an undeniable confidence.

Before the words were even finished, Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuyun's expressions both changed slightly.

However, it was Bibi Dong's next sentence that truly made them realize what a "dimensional reduction attack" meant.

She stepped forward, gently pulled her hand away from Lin Feng's, but then grabbed it again, interlocking their fingers.

Her beautiful amethyst eyes gazed intently at Lin Feng, burning with an almost frenzied intensity.

"But what they can't give, I can give too!"

"If you want it, I can wipe out the entire Douluo Continent for you!"

"At that time, every blade of grass and every tree on this continent, every living being in this world, including myself Bibi Dong..."

She paused slightly, speaking each word as if it were the most solemn vow.

"They will all belong to you alone!"

Hu Liena's face, which had just been flushed with embarrassment from her bold confession, instantly turned pale.

Teacher, are you a sore loser?

She felt that her earlier statement, "Master can do whatever he wants," seemed utterly childish and laughable in the face of Bibi Dong's declaration, "The entire continent is yours."

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuyun's mind went blank.

For the first time, pure bewilderment appeared in her calculating eyes.

She felt that her carefully prepared "double happiness" value package suddenly seemed like a cheap snack from a roadside stall compared to this imperial package featuring "the mainland empire + the Pope himself".

They're not even in the same league.

This isn't competition at all.

This is fucking table-flipping!

While waiting in line for barbecue skewers, Golden Crocodile Douluo lowered his voice, his tone revealing an barely suppressed excitement.

"That woman has raised her prices to this level, shouldn't we... also start making preparations?"

Qian Daoliu gulped down a large mouthful of ice-cold beer with a loud "thump," trying to calm his boiling brain with the alcohol.

What should we prepare?

"Of course, we need to prepare manpower!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming, looking like a war maniac preparing for battle.

"This is a golden opportunity for the Spirit Hall to unify the continent!"

Qian Daoliu glared fiercely at Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"What's so exciting about that!"

The Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, who was also the security captain of the Maple Dye Pavilion, spoke in a low voice, as if reprimanding a newly arrived, greenhorn security guard.

"You're only getting ready after the senior has given his approval?!"

"Follow orders in all actions! Don't you understand the rules?!"

Qian Daoliu a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and his eyes instantly became professional and serious.

"Act according to the instructions of your seniors."

He downed the rest of his beer in one gulp and spoke with the decisiveness of a project manager reporting to a client.

"As long as the senior nods."

"I rushed back to the Worship Hall overnight to convene a meeting and finished the plan for conquering the continent!"

Lin Feng, who was the target of the "bidding," unexpectedly smiled.

"Hahaha..."

He released Bibi Dong's hand, opened his arms, and pulled all four stiff women into his embrace.

Embracing on the left and right.

There's one in front, and another one hanging behind.

Perfect.

Lin Feng felt the four distinctly different warm and soft bodies in his arms, and his mind was clearer than ever before.

"I have received your 'sincerity'."

He lowered his head and whispered a soft laugh in the ears of the four women, a sound only they could hear.

"I am very satisfied."

However...

Lin Feng changed the subject, put his arm around them, and walked straight to an empty table next to the grill, pressing them down to sit.

"Conquering the continent is too much trouble."

Lin Feng picked up a few skewers of prepared meat, skillfully placed them on the grill, and said lazily.

"I don't have any grand ambitions; I just enjoy a peaceful life."

As he spoke, he flipped the meat skewers, the grease dripping onto the charcoal fire, making a sizzling sound, and an enticing aroma began to fill the air.

The tense, all-or-nothing atmosphere seemed to have vanished without a trace along with the rising smoke.

Lin Feng seemed to neither accept nor reject any of the offers.

He ended this farce in the simplest and most direct way.

That is—dinner is served.

Soon, the first batch of skewers, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, golden and juicy, was ready.

Lin Feng picked up one of the skewers, which was a work of art, and carefully sprinkled it with a fine layer of cumin and bright red chili powder.

The aroma reached its peak at that moment.

He held the skewer, presenting the mouthwatering grilled meat to the four women, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"So here's the question."

"Who should we give this first string of skewers to?"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Bibi Dong, Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuqing.

Four pairs of eyes, simultaneously and intently fixed on that skewer of grilled meat.

They held their breath at that moment.

The first one!

This is more than just a skewer of grilled meat!

This represents recognition! It represents status! It represents a crown!

This will be the ultimate victory in tonight's silent war!

Whoever gets to eat the first skewer will become Lin Feng's official wife!

Hu Liena's fox-like eyes widened instantly, and her body involuntarily leaned forward.

Zhu Zhuyun's breath hitched, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on her younger sister Zhu Zhuqing's hand, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes in nervousness.

Final.

The skewer of grilled meat came to a steady stop in front of Bibi Dong.

We won!

A dazzling light instantly shone in Bibi Dong's amethyst eyes!

She won!

In this battle for the status of the "official wife," she, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, had the last laugh!

At that moment, she felt as if she were holding not a skewer of roasted meat, but the Pope Scepter, a symbol of victory and power.

She didn't even glance at the other three women's faces, which had turned deathly pale in an instant.

The winner doesn't need to care about the loser's expression.

Bibi Dong gracefully, slowly, with a sense of ritual that seemed to assert her dominance, brought the skewers to her lips.

She could even smell the exquisite aroma of the roasted meat and feel the unique scent of Lin Feng wafting towards her.

She opened her red lips, ready to take the first bite of victory.

Suddenly.

A gust of wind blew by.

The skewers in her hand were gone.

It just vanished into thin air.

Bibi Dong froze on the spot, her mouth slightly open, her mind blank.

She slowly turned her head.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside them, even though there had been no one there just moments before.

Blue Silver Emperor, Ah Yin.

Ah Yin was holding the bamboo skewer in her hand, tilting her head curiously as she looked at the skewer in her hand, her blue eyes filled with pure joy.

"Wow!"

She let out a satisfied exclamation, then took a big bite out of the meat.

Mmm... delicious!

Ah Yin squinted her eyes happily, radiating a kind of "joy" glow. In just a few bites, she finished the whole skewer of meat.

She even licked the bamboo skewer with lingering enjoyment, then looked at Lin Feng with anticipation.

Is there anything else?