Doesn't Know a Good Person's Heart (Please Bookmark!)

"You, you, you!!!"

Pointing at Du Bei with a trembling finger, Yu Xiaogang's face gradually reddened. He breathed heavily, as though white vapor would burst from him the next moment.

He was so angry he had lost his mind.

"You're utterly unreasonable!"

"I'm doing this for your own good! And this is how you treat me? Talking to you any further would be like playing the lute to a cow. Go fend for yourself!"

After saying that,

Yu Xiaogang, seemingly afraid of being rebuked again, walked toward somewhere in Notting City without looking back.

"Leaving already, Master?"

Watching Yu Xiaogang's retreating, bedraggled figure, Du Bei leaned against the doorway and mocked him with a smile. "Why are you walking so fast? How about we chat a little longer? I still want to hear what nonsense a piece of trash like you can say..."

Listening to the taunting ridicule behind him,

Yu Xiaogang, who had already gone some distance away, clenched his fists but continued onward without saying a word, pretending not to hear Du Bei's mockery.

Watching Yu Xiaogang's figure gradually disappear,

"Tsk, tsk..."

Du Bei shook his head and curled his lip. He did not care in the slightest that he had angered Yu Xiaogang into leaving.

In any case, over the years, he had already turned Yu Xiaogang's title of Master into something despised by everyone.

As for why Du Bei was treating Yu Xiaogang this way?

Never mind the disgusting things Yu Xiaogang had done over the years since Du Bei became a gatekeeper.

Who in all of Nuoding Academy did not know that Yu Xiaogang often encouraged his disciple Tang San to approach Xiao Wu now and then, trying to pull off some disgusting, ambiguous stunt?

It had to be said, Tang San truly was the disciple of that scum Yu Xiaogang. Even such despicable tactics had been passed down directly from master to disciple.

The master had liked scheming against saintesses and his own cousin when he was young. Who would have thought that the disciple he taught also liked using such methods?

He really wanted to use a five-minute trial card to physically eliminate both master and disciple. But he was afraid that some great hand of fate would descend like a deus ex machina.

After all, that was how this sort of novel was written—fate and all that...

Shaking his head, he cast those distracting thoughts aside.

Screw it. No more thinking about such frustrating things.

[Little Princess: ???@Stray Cat]

[Stray Cat: Thank you for the kind offer, but I really don't need it. Uncle has already given me enough food to last for a while. "Smile" "Smile"]

[Little Princess: Mine was personally made by a private chef! You won't even take it when I'm giving it to you for free?]

[Jade Not Jade: Would strangers who have never met be this kind? I think you have some ulterior motive. @Little Princess "Smile" "Red Dragon Breath"]

[Fox Eyes: +1]

[White as Snow: Taking the initiative to show kindness to a stranger means either you're attracted by their looks or you have other motives. @Little Princess, which one are you? "Head Pat" "Smile"]

[Little Princess: Tch~ Why are you all like my father, so obsessed with conspiracy theories? Can't it simply be that I want to help a group member?]

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Inside a private kitchen.

"Agh, agh, agh! This is infuriating!"

A lively young girl set the covered box in her hands onto the stove with an unhappy expression.

Then, she stomped her feet in frustration.

"A bunch of ungrateful people. Could this young lady possibly harm them? Am I that kind of person?" As she spoke, she looked at the carefully prepared food. After staring at it for a moment,

she opened it and brought the food to her mouth.

"If you won't eat it, I'll eat it myself..."

Watching the commotion in the kitchen,

the two figures standing outside the door looked at each other. In the end, only two long sighs could be heard.

"Ah..."

[Stray Cat: Everyone, there's no need to speak of Little Princess like that. She probably just wanted to help.]

[Already an Uncle: Why think so much about conspiracy theories? Maybe she really is a kind-hearted little princess~ "Dog Head" "Dog Head"]

[Jade Not Jade: It's better to be careful. After all, even Bibi Dong is in this group...]

[Big Goose: Indeed.]

[White as Snow: Indeed.]

[Already an Uncle: Indeed +1.]

[Stray Cat: Indeed +2.]

[Little Princess: Indeed +3.]

[Fox Eyes: Indeed +4...]

Bibi Dong looked at the messages in the group chat, then silently turned her gaze toward the girl beside her pillow.

"Hehe..."

On the other side of the bed, Hu Liena, who was pretending to sleep, trembled all over and silently buried her face deeper beneath the blanket.

I'm done for!

She had thought that, after showing a good attitude while admitting her mistake last night, being called to sleep in her master's chambers would be a good thing. But now it seemed she was clearly at death's door.

Pretending to sleep was no big deal.

But looking at the chat group while pretending to sleep—and then being caught by her teacher—was fatal.

Even more fatal was the fact that she had absentmindedly tapped a message just now, causing that plus sign at the end...

My life is over!

No, I can still save this!

[Fox Eyes: Everyone, stop talking about Her Holiness the Pope! Her Holiness the Pope is a good person! I won't allow you to keep speaking badly about Her Holiness the Pope! "Rage" "Rage"]

[Jade Not Jade: "Suspicious Thinking"]

[White as Snow: You're defending Bibi Dong so much. Could she be someone close to you?]

[Big Goose: Very suspicious~ "Stare"]

[Already an Uncle: Let me guess. This Fox Eyes comrade wouldn't happen to be Pope Bibi Dong's disciple, Hu Liena, would she?]

Holy shit!

Seeing that sentence in the group chat, Hu Liena instantly felt terrible!

They had only exchanged a few words!

How had her true identity already been exposed?

Just as Hu Liena panicked, a hand suddenly rested on her head.

"Nana, don't rush to explain yourself in the group. That will only make the group members more certain of your identity. Don't speak again for now."

Hearing Bibi Dong's calm voice,

knowing there was nothing she could do, Hu Liena obediently sat up from beneath the blanket and honestly knelt before her master.

Fortunately, the bed was soft beneath her knees.

"If you rush to explain now, it would be the same as exposing your own identity..."

After lecturing Hu Liena for a few moments,

Bibi Dong changed into her papal robes. The aura of a married woman she had carried in bed earlier vanished, and she stared sternly at Hu Liena on the bed.

"You need not concern yourself with what happens next. Go back and cultivate properly, understand?"

Hu Liena, now dressed differently, nodded.

"Yes, Teacher."

Nodding, Bibi Dong hurried toward the Papal Palace without looking back.

"Your Holiness."

The moment she entered, she saw the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, who had long been waiting there. She passed the two of them indifferently and took her exclusive seat.

She looked down at the two below her.

Bibi Dong said in a gloomy voice, "Find a man named Du Bei for me. He appears to be around thirty to forty years old..."

That was right. Bibi Dong had spent some time finding the messages at the very top of the chat group, finally locating the first few messages.

[Bibi Dong: I will find you, Du Bei. You'd better hide well, or I'll let you experience what it means to be worse than death. @Already an Uncle]