Suspicion

After returning to the hotel, Bibi Dong went to bathe first, leaving Dongfang Yu sitting alone in the hall.

Hearing that swishing sound, Dongfang Yu had no mind to let his thoughts wander. Bibi Dong had left him here alone to wait, and perhaps there was deeper meaning behind it. She was most likely playing a psychological game. This period of waiting was sheer torment.

Clang!

Half an hour later, Bibi Dong finally emerged from her bath.

She was wearing a white bathrobe. Perhaps because she had just bathed, the air was filled with fragrance, making one's thoughts run wild.

Seeing Dongfang Yu staring blankly, Bibi Dong smiled faintly. "Xiao Yu."

"This disciple is here." Dongfang Yu lowered his head. Although she was beautiful and alluring, now was not the time to look.

"Come, help your teacher comb her hair."

"Yes." It was a rare request, but Dongfang Yu did not hesitate.

Soon, Bibi Dong sat before the mirror while Dongfang Yu stood behind her with a comb in hand, seemingly a little nervous.

"Begin."

"Yes, Teacher." Dongfang Yu began combing her hair unhurriedly, his expression serious and revealing nothing unusual.

Through the mirror, Bibi Dong saw him acting as though he faced a formidable enemy and found it amusing. "Tell me, what have you been doing these past few days?"

"Reporting to Teacher, aside from my time at the Great Soul Arena, I have spent the rest of my time investigating Tang Hao's whereabouts."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, Teacher. Because of that night at the Great Soul Arena..." Dongfang Yu reported everything he had done during this period, including how he had learned of Tang San and how he had gone through immense trouble to track down Ah Yin.

"You really are quite capable. Isn't having you inspect the