Grandma?

Yue Guan had no idea what to do. He wanted to run, but this was his home—where could he run to?

Bibi Dong and Xiao Mo stared at each other with their wide eyes. But when Bibi Dong saw those starry eyes, she felt more curiosity than anything else.

"What strange eyes. Child, who exactly are you? Why are you here?"

Faced with Bibi Dong's questioning, Xiao Mo showed no fear. He planted his chubby little hands on his hips and raised his head.

"Dad said it's rude to casually ask a girl's name. Auntie, you're very rude."

Beside them, cold sweat kept forming on Yue Guan's forehead. This was the first time he had ever seen someone lecture the Pope for being rude.

Bibi Dong could not help but sneer. Since becoming Pope, this was the first time anyone had dared speak to her like that.

But more than that, it was the word "auntie." Bibi Dong considered herself quite beautiful; with her strength and regular care, she looked to be in her twenties. Yet someone had actually called her auntie.

"Little friend, do I look that old? You actually called me auntie!"

Seeing Bibi Dong's angry expression, Xiao Mo instinctively shrank his neck.

"Should I call you big sister, then? But my mother is only in her twenties. You're not suited to being called big sister."

Now Bibi Dong was even more curious, while a bad premonition rose in her heart.

"Child, who is your mother, and why are you here?"

Xiao Mo became unhappy at the question. His grandfather had said he could play anywhere here and no one would dare stop him.

"Who are you? Believe it or not, I'll have my seven grandfathers teach you a lesson!"

After saying that, Xiao Mo puffed himself up proudly, his smug expression completely undisguised.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong's brows were tightly furrowed. A child who called seven people grandfathers, combined with his appearance—it was no longer difficult to guess whose child he was.

When Xiao Mo saw that Bibi Dong had fallen silent, her face dark and terrifying, soul power leaking from her body like a mother tiger ready to erupt at any moment, he became somewhat frightened.

Xiao Mo hurriedly ran behind the large pillar beneath the eaves to hide, poking out only his little head.

"Who exactly are you?"

Bibi Dong sneered. Looking at the frightened Xiao Mo hiding away, she answered coldly.

"If we have to go by reason, I should be your grandmother."

Xiao Mo's eyes widened. He absolutely did not believe that this fierce woman before him was his grandmother!

"You're lying! If you really were my grandmother, how could you be so fierce? I don't believe you!"

At that, Bibi Dong withdrew her aura and put on a gentle smile.

"I really am your grandmother. Come here and let me take a good look at you."

Xiao Mo remained unmoved. Even though Bibi Dong had changed her expression, he still did not believe her.

"Hmph, you were all fierce just now. Do you think changing your expression can fool me? I think you're a human trafficker."

Hearing that, Bibi Dong was a little dumbfounded. What did it feel like to be called a human trafficker by her own grandson?

"You little rascal, what would it take for you to believe I'm your grandmother?"

Xiao Mo's eyes darted around. He had no good solution either; his father and mother had never mentioned his grandmother to him.

Suddenly, Xiao Mo thought of an idea. He looked at Bibi Dong and said,

"Then tell me what special traits my mother has. If you get them right, I'll believe you."

Bibi Dong looked at Xiao Mo and thought the question could not be easier. After all, Qian Renxue had been born from her.

Although she did not like Qian Renxue much, she knew every detail about her body.

With that thought, Bibi Dong glanced at Yue Guan, who stood beside them stiffly like a wooden post.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, step aside for now. Come back later."

Yue Guan could only nod in agreement, though inwardly he was frantically complaining.

Are you kidding me? This is my home—where am I supposed to go? I can only find Gui Mei to comfort me!

After Yue Guan left, Bibi Dong looked at Xiao Mo again and answered.

"Your mother has a birthmark shaped like a pair of angel wings on her left breast, and another on her back. There's also a purple little spider birthmark on the back of her neck."

Upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, Xiao Mo slowly stepped out from behind the pillar. His mother really did have those birthmarks.

His father had also told him that they were a secret between his parents. Ordinary people would never know about them.

"You really are my grandmother. Then why were you so fierce to me?"

The little fellow voiced his confusion. In his understanding, grandmothers should be very kind to their grandchildren.

Bibi Dong did not know how to answer. Deep down, she felt guilty toward Qian Renxue, but she also hated her.

The adult and child simply stared at each other. Then suddenly, a shout rang out beside them.

"Bibi Dong, stay away from Xiao Mo!"

A massive Azure Luan bird descended from the sky, forcing Bibi Dong back to one side.

Then the Third Consecrator, Azure Luan Douluo, held Xiao Mo in his arms and coldly watched Bibi Dong from the side.

The two stared at each other without speaking, and the atmosphere became somewhat stiff.

That stiffness was broken when Xiao Mo's stomach growled. Azure Luan looked at him with a smile at the corner of his lips.

"Xiao Mo, you're hungry, aren't you? Third Grandpa will take you to eat something delicious!"

Without waiting for Bibi Dong to stop him, he took Xiao Mo and left.

Watching the two depart, Bibi Dong found it hard to believe. She knew of the Third Consecrator, Azure Luan Douluo.

She had heard that he was extremely solitary. Other than the few people in the Consecration Hall, he had never left Spirit Hall, and no one had ever seen him smile.

At that moment, Bibi Dong had to admit that her little grandson was very charming.

Night!

Inside a small courtyard, Bibi Dong stood in the yard wearing a light purple spaghetti-strap nightgown.

She thought about what had happened that day, and about the child Xiao Mo.

Just as she was lost in thought, a sudden knock sounded outside the door.

It startled her. Other than Qian Daoliu, there was no second person in Spirit Hall who could evade her senses.

That made Bibi Dong somewhat worried. What did Qian Daoliu want from her so late at night?

Bibi Dong walked to the door and opened it, but she did not see a single person. There were no traces of anyone moving around nearby either.

Just as she was puzzled, Xiao Mo tugged at Bibi Dong's nightgown.

"Grandma, I'm here, right here!"

Hearing the voice, Bibi Dong looked down and finally noticed Xiao Mo standing beside her.

Because the little fellow was too short, Bibi Dong had not noticed his presence at all.

As for how he had avoided Bibi Dong's senses, it was because Bibi Dong had never guarded against him in the first place.

Seeing Xiao Mo in his thin pajamas, a trace of heartache appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes.

She quickly picked him up, carried him to the bed, and tucked him in. At the same time, she asked in confusion,

"How did you find this place? Aren't you afraid Grandma will be fierce with you again?"

Xiao Mo replied with a grin, "I don't know. I heard Grandma was sleeping alone, so I came to keep Grandma company!"

Bibi Dong could only smile helplessly. At that moment, she had none of the Pope's daytime majesty.

What she felt instead was an elder's affection for a younger generation. Looking at Xiao Mo, Bibi Dong lay down on the bed as well.

Xiao Mo hugged Bibi Dong. A milky fragrance drifted into his nose, and he leaned close to her ear to whisper,

"Grandma, I want to drink milk!"

That left Bibi Dong rather embarrassed. She was already middle-aged—where would she get milk from?

Besides, she had never nursed anyone before. She had not even nursed Qian Renxue! She had absolutely no experience.

But seeing Xiao Mo's expectant expression, Bibi Dong softened after all and answered in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Then be gentle."

Xiao Mo nodded, his little head moving closer to Bibi Dong's ample chest.

"Slurp, slurp, slurp. Tastes good!"