But the instant Hu Liena finished speaking, before she could react, Bibi Dong's fingers had already precisely clamped down on the pulse point of her wrist. An incredibly fine thread of Soul Power pierced in like a needlepoint, cutting off the Soul Power Hu Liena had just activated in her palm.
The Voice Transmission Talisman's glow instantly dimmed, reverting to a dormant mark.
Hu Liena looked at Bibi Dong in confusion.
Bibi Dong released her wrist and returned to sit in the stone chair.
"This mark is also something this Pope has never seen before." Her voice regained its steadiness, and she slowed her speech, as though imparting experience to her disciple. "Since this is the other party's communication tool, the instant you activate it, they may very well sense your location and intentions."
She looked at Hu Liena.
"But now is not the best time for you to contact him."
Hu Liena's brows furrowed slightly. "Why?"
The corners of Bibi Dong's lips lifted in the faintest curve.
"You rejected him to his face just now, yet you came back and immediately changed your mind and agreed." Her finger tapped the armrest once. "What do you think he would think?"
Hu Liena's expression changed.
"He would definitely suspect that something happened. That after you went back, you discussed something with someone and then came to take him as your master with some other motive."
Bibi Dong's analysis struck straight to the heart of the matter.
"So." She raised one finger. "Wait one month."
"After one month, contact him again. Tell him you thought it over by yourself for a long time, came to understand it, and decided to take him as your master."
When Hu Liena heard those last four words, she froze completely.
Her mouth opened, then closed, repeating