I had to admit, what Qian Renxue had just tried to do to me was laughable. If that old man Qian Daoliu found out, he would probably cry again.
"Hmph! You're my man, and Spirit Hall will belong to us one day. So what if I take a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone?"
Qian Renxue huffed, though she could not hide the pride in her eyes. She nuzzled her head against Yun Chen's chest like an adorable kitten begging for affection.
"Oh, right, Xue'er."
"Spirit Hall belongs to the Qian Family, so why is Bibi Dong its Pope? What's her relationship with you?"
After asking, Yun Chen watched Qian Renxue's face.
He had asked on purpose. In a couple of days, he would return to Spirit Hall with Qian Renxue, and he was bound to meet Bibi Dong. It would be best to learn certain details beforehand.
After all, the relationship between Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong was complicated. As Qian Renxue's husband, Yun Chen needed to understand it.
Whatever Qian Renxue's attitude toward Bibi Dong was, his should be the same.
Otherwise, he would embarrass not only Qian Renxue but himself.
As for Bibi Dong, Yun Chen was not especially fond of her. For now, though, he did not hate her either.
After all, their interests had yet to come into direct conflict.
Put another way, Yun Chen had no desire for their interests to come into conflict.
That madwoman had turned everything upside down in the original story. For now, however, they were still on the same side. Even if they disagreed in private, they could not show it too openly.
At the very least, Bibi Dong could stand in front of Yun Chen, draw some of the fire, and give him time to grow stronger.
Ideally, Yun