Jiang Chen walked to her side, paused for a moment, and said, "Come with me."
"Oh." Purple Pearl nervously twisted her fingers together with both hands and obediently followed behind Jiang Chen, like a young wife.
"Teacher, come too," Jiang Chen called over his shoulder.
Bibi Dong nodded and followed.
At that moment, everyone was stunned.
Did I misunderstand? His Highness the Holy Son wasn't planning to... That thought surfaced in everyone's mind.
Purple Pearl was even more astonished. Like a deflated ball, all the air seemed to leave her at once, and she even felt a faint sense of disappointment.
She followed Jiang Chen, with Bibi Dong behind them. The three entered Jiang Chen's room.
Jiang Chen sat down casually, and Bibi Dong took a seat nearby as well.
"Sit." Jiang Chen pointed at a chair to the side, signaling for Purple Pearl to sit.
Purple Pearl truly had no idea what Jiang Chen wanted to do now.
"This humble woman is of low status and dares not sit," Purple Pearl said softly, displaying the appropriate fearfulness.
Jiang Chen smiled. "The former Saintess of Spirit Hall—how could you be considered lowly?"
Purple Pearl's body trembled before suddenly going rigid. Her eyes flashed with disbelief.
But in an instant, she returned to normal and said softly, "This humble woman does not understand what His Highness the Holy Son means."
Bibi Dong's gaze immediately turned sharp. Purple Pearl's subtle reaction had not escaped her notice.
"Remove your veil," Bibi Dong ordered.
Purple Pearl stood there, her emotions incomparably complicated. For a moment, she did not know what to do.
"Take it off, Saintess. Let's have a proper talk," Jiang Chen said.
Purple Pearl sighed and reluctantly untied her veil, revealing her true face before Jiang Chen and Bibi Dong.
She had