Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong Ran Into Each Other?!

"No way."

Dai Chengfeng chuckled quietly. Drawing his arm in slightly, he pulled her closer, his thin lips nearly brushing her auricle as his deep, magnetic voice carried a hint of ambiguity.

"I like you no matter what you're like. Whether you're the dignified Pope Your Majesty or a greedy little girl."

The warm breath brushed her auricle. Bibi Dong's ear root quietly flushed crimson, and she couldn't help giving him a light push as she chided, "We're on the street. Watch yourself. Don't let people see us and laugh."

As they chatted and laughed, the two of them reached the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion.

The three-story building had carved beams and painted rafters, exuding extraordinary grandeur.

Two guards with steady auras and sharp gazes stood at the entrance. Clearly, this was no ordinary establishment.

Just as they were about to step inside, Dai Chengfeng suddenly halted. The smile on his face instantly froze, and a barely perceptible stiffness flashed across his expression.

Sensing something amiss, Bibi Dong followed his gaze—

Not far away, a black-clad woman in fitted martial attire was walking toward the Treasure Pavilion.

The woman was tall and slender, with striking and dignified features. Between her eyebrows was a bold, heroic spirit no less impressive than a man's. Her steps were steady and powerful. She was none other than the famous Liu Erlong of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Bibi Dong was stunned at first, and then an ominous premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

She clearly felt Dai Chengfeng's arm, which was wrapped around hers, become unbearably stiff in that instant.

Liu Erlong had evidently seen them as well.

Her gaze lingered on Dai Chengfeng's face for a moment, and a flicker of pleasant surprise appeared in her eyes. She then quickened her