A familiar face-she was a florist now?!

Qian Renxue, Qian Renfeng, and their companions strolled around the Great Garden Square and soon passed a flower shop.

Outside the flower shop, various vibrant flowers are displayed, their delicate fragrance refreshing and delightful.

"The Flower Language?!" Qian Renxue stopped in her tracks. "There are quite a few flower shops in the Great Garden Square, but this one is special!"

"Should we go in and take a look? And maybe buy some to take back with us?!" she asked, looking at the others.

"Sure, let's go in and take a look," said Dugu Yan.

Then everyone discovered that the flower shop had a hidden gem inside. The flower shop was very large, with all kinds of flowers, including the kind of flowers that never wither, which are found in the flowerbeds in the center of the Great Garden Square.

Moreover, there's a wider variety, clearly indicating that they've put effort into opening the flower shop.

"Is the boss in?!" Xiao Wu called out loudly when she saw that no one was in the flower shop. "Where is the boss? We have a customer!"

"Coming! Coming!" The voice came from deeper inside the flower shop; it was very gentle and clearly belonged to a woman.

Under everyone's gaze, the owner of Flower Language walked out from the depths of the flower shop, wearing a purple dress and a veil.

He appeared very mysterious, that was the general feeling he gave off. Moreover, Qian Renxue and Qian Renfeng felt that this person was familiar.

"It's you?!" The florist stood there, stunned.

"It's you?!" Qian Renfeng exclaimed. "What a coincidence that we'd run into each other here."

The florist smiled slightly, but because she wore a veil, no one could see her smile. "Yes, it is indeed quite a coincidence."

"Your Pope Brother, do you know this person?!" Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and the others looked at Qian Renfeng with suspicion.

"Of course we know him! Apart from Xiao Wu and Rongrong, we all know him. He's an old acquaintance!" Qian Renfeng said.

"We know each other?! What a coincidence!" Dugu Yan said with a smile, "Who are you? Why are you wearing a veil?"

Upon hearing this, the florist gently stroked her face through her veil, saying, "Without a veil, I'm afraid I'll frighten the customers."

"You still haven't said who you are," Dugu Yan pressed.

"Let the siblings tell you," the florist said, turning the question to Qian Renxue and her brother instead of answering directly.

"Pope Brother, Sister Xiao Xue, who exactly is she? Why is she someone we know?!" everyone asked curiously.

"Her?" Qian Renxue smiled slightly, "Is the former Holy Maiden of our Spirit Hall, have you all forgotten?!"

"The former Holy Maiden?!" Hu Liena exclaimed in surprise. "Wasn't she the one who served in Spirit City...?"

As she said this, she suddenly realized that they hadn't seen each other in Spirit City for a long time.

"You're the former Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall?!" Rongrong looked at the other person with curiosity. "I've heard my father mention you!"

"Who is your father?!" the florist asked.

"My father is Ning Fengzhi, and I am Rongrong. My father has told me about you!" Rongrong introduced herself.

"How did they evaluate me?!" the florist asked curiously.

"How can you judge him?! He's just a pitiful person who lost everything because of love, but there's always a reason why someone is pitiful!"

"If you hadn't betrayed the Spirit Hall, you wouldn't have ended up like that. I really don't understand, you're just a man, and a piece of trash at that, did you really have to go to such lengths?!"

"It even caused the Spirit Hall to be looked down upon by various forces, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was destroyed because of you!" Rongrong said.

"I did make mistakes, and I deserve what I got, but the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan didn't die because of me. It was because of their arrogance that they had the chance to atone for their sins."

"But they didn't come. The Spirit Hall gave the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a year!" the florist said casually.

"And I... I also regret the decision I made back then. I believed sweet words and thought that by giving up everything, I could be with him. But in the end, I realized that he had been deceiving me all along. He was just a good-for-nothing!"

The florist stroked his face and said with a bitter smile, "I regret it so much. I regret being so blinded by greed, I regret betraying the Spirit Hall. I should have been a saint, second only to the emperor, I should have been my teacher's disciple, but in the end, I've ended up like this because of a good-for-nothing."

"You deserve this fate because of your own actions!" Qian Renxue said at this moment.

"You can't blame anyone else; it was all your own choice, wasn't it?! You betrayed the Spirit Hall."

"Yes, I deserve it, but I'm not the former saint anymore; I'm just a florist now."

"Wait a minute, you shouldn't be here... Why are you here, especially as the florist?!" Hu Liena exclaimed.

"Father pardoned Bibi Dong a long time ago. After all, it's really not right for her to be the only beggar in Spirit City, so Father pardoned her."

"Besides, that happened so many years ago, and Dad has already let go of what he needed to let go of."

"If it weren't for the people below bringing up the issue, Dad would have completely forgotten about this person," Qian Renxue said.

"Has Teacher forgotten me?!" Bibi Dong said with a hint of disappointment, "But thinking about it, it makes sense. I hurt Teacher's heart deeply back then, and later I blamed all the mistakes on Teacher. It's time to forget about this unfilial disciple."

"Teacher?! You dare call me 'Dad' or 'Teacher'?! Look in the mirror and see yourself! Do you deserve it?!" Qian Renfeng said angrily.

What he disliked most was Bibi Dong, the person who betrayed the Spirit Hall because of a good-for-nothing.

"Yes, I am indeed unworthy to call him teacher. You are right, child," Bibi Dong said calmly, without anger.

"Child?! How dare you call me that? Please address me as Your His Holiness the Pope!" Qian Renfeng.

"Your His Holiness the Pope!" Bibi Dong bowed slightly in greeting.

Qian Renfeng looked at the other person, then waved his hand, "Dad has already let it go, forget it, get up!"

"Your His Holiness the Pope, what kind of flowers would you like to buy? I have everything you could want here, feel free to take a look."

Bibi Dong looked at everyone gently and said that she could see the image of her teacher in Qian Renxue and Qian Renfeng.

"Just take a look, treat her like any other boss. She's a free person now, no longer a beggar."

Qian Renfeng looked at everyone and said.

Upon hearing this, everyone began selecting flowers; perhaps girls just love these kinds of things?! Therefore, the little girls were all very happy.

"How much?!" Qian Renfeng asked Bibi Dong after everyone had finished choosing, his tone still unfriendly.

He couldn't be kind to Bibi Dong at all.