Confessing to Bibi Dong

As the two waited, that familiar purple figure arrived right on time.

This was an agreement they had made a year ago. Neither had broken it.

She had not changed much from a year ago. She was still as stunning, still as cool and aloof.

The moment he saw her, Dongfang Yu felt an indescribable joy, as though he only existed when she was there.

"Teacher."

Bibi Dong smiled faintly at Hu Liena before turning her gaze to Dongfang Yu, the disciple she valued most.

After a year apart, he was still as handsome, still as otherworldly.

Only, his eyes were filled with killing intent, making one wonder just how many storms this beautiful youth had endured.

She raised her hand and could not help gently caressing the youth's cheek, only to lower it again at once.

Dongfang Yu caught her soft, boneless hand where it hovered in midair and smiled. "Teacher."

Bibi Dong seemed to have forgotten to pull her hand back, and forgotten whether such a gesture was improper between master and disciple. She softly said, "Xiao Yu."

"Teacher, I missed you."

The air suddenly fell silent, and Hu Liena's presence faded to the lowest possible level.

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with surprise. If she remembered correctly, this was the first time he had ever said something like that to her.

The old Dongfang Yu could never have given her this feeling. She did not dislike it.

"Let's go. We'll return to Spirit Hall first."

The master and her two disciples boarded the carriage back to Spirit Hall. Unlike when they had arrived a year ago, Dongfang Yu took the initiative to sit beside Bibi Dong this time, leaving Hu Liena alone across from them.

None of the three said a word, yet it felt as though they