Qian Renxue (8)

Dai Chengfeng rested in the inn for a night, then continued on his way at dawn the next day. However, he did not return directly to the Star Luo Empire. Instead, he changed direction and headed for a hidden valley near Spirit City.

That place was Bibi Dong's private cultivation ground, and also the place where the two of them met in secret.

Dai Chengfeng knew full well that although he had made a five-year agreement with Qian Renxue, his relationship with Bibi Dong also needed to be handled properly. This Pope of Martial Soul Hall appeared majestic and cold on the surface, but inside, she had a fragility and deep affection unknown to others. As a transmigrator, Dai Chengfeng knew Bibi Dong's past well, and he also understood the complicated, profound love she held for him.

Urging his horse on at full speed, Dai Chengfeng arrived at the quiet valley half a day later. Clouds and mist curled through the valley, rare flowers and strange herbs grew everywhere, and a clear stream ran through it, burbling softly. This was one of the few places where Bibi Dong could relax both body and mind.

Dai Chengfeng tied his horse at the mouth of the valley and walked deeper in on foot. From afar, he saw a graceful figure standing by the stream. A purple-gold Pope's Robe set off her enchanting figure, and amid her noble elegance was a faint trace of loneliness.

"Dong'er," Dai Chengfeng called softly, his voice carrying a tenderness that was hard to hide.

Bibi Dong turned around, a trace of surprise appearing on her peerlessly beautiful face, but it was quickly replaced by deliberately feigned indifference. "You came. I heard you caused quite a scene at Martial Soul Hall yesterday, and even made a five-year agreement