Demon God Emperor God-Armor

The Papal Hall, the study.

With all the guards and maids dismissed, only Bibi Dong and Dongfang Yu remained in the study.

Seated in her chair, Bibi Dong stared at him coldly without a word, as though waiting for him to speak first.

After a pause, Dongfang Yu asked expressionlessly, "What did you need me for, Teacher?"

"Hmph!" Bibi Dong snorted. "Did seeing that wretch today stir your feelings again?"

Otherwise, why would he suddenly be so distant with her again?

The only explanation was that seeing Xue Qinghe had thrown his heart into turmoil. He had remembered how she had humiliated him, and that was why he was treating her like a stranger again.

"No." Dongfang Yu deliberately hesitated before answering.

To Bibi Dong, that hesitation made his denial ring false.

Bibi Dong rose with a faint, unreadable smile and walked up to him. "My dear disciple, I don't care whether you've given up on her. But remember this: she is my daughter, and I am her mother."

"No matter how much she likes you, she could never accept a man who has been involved with her mother."

Dongfang Yu's fists tightened involuntarily. He said nothing.

"So instead of wasting your time thinking about her, spend it hating me. Only hatred will let you succeed. Only hatred will let you kill me and take your revenge. Do you understand?" Bibi Dong said with a slight smile.

Dongfang Yu gritted his teeth and forced the words out. "Your disciple... obeys."

Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction, then returned to her seat.

Several minutes passed. When she judged that he had nearly calmed down, she asked,

"Do you have a Godhood?"

A flicker of unease passed through Dongfang Yu's eyes, but they quickly became still again. "No."

"No? Heh... all right." Bibi