Noon.
The blazing sun hung overhead. In the late autumn of October, only the fitful cries of cicadas composed a mournful song, as though bidding farewell to this world.
Inside Lin Yan's residence.
Ye Rou'er, usually gentle and kind, always playing the good soul no matter what happened, now glared at Bibi Dong with fury written across her face.
"Your Holiness, if you want to kill us or carve us up, at least make it quick! How long are you going to keep tormenting Lin Yan every day like this?"
"You know perfectly well how haggard Lin Yan has been lately. If this keeps going..."
Before she could finish, Lin Yan suddenly caught her wrist.
Looking at the ceiling, Lin Yan said flatly, "There's no point telling her any of that."
Those few simple words were steeped in a lifelessness born of utter disappointment in someone.
Bibi Dong saw it clearly and heard it clearly. She understood everything.
She knew Lin Yan had given up on her.
She had nearly killed Lin Yan with her own hands!
How terrifying was the death spider emperor's devouring ability? While Lin Yan was cosplaying as a selfie stick, Bibi Dong had taken her sweet time pondering her girlish worries.
By the time she finally made a decision after all that agonizing, who knew how long Lin Yan had already been drained?
The fact that he hadn't been sucked into a dried-out husk only proved how much seed he had!... Vital essence, that was!
Now, looking at the furious Ye Rou'er and the other women, then at Lin Yan's ashen face and utter disappointment, Bibi Dong remained expressionless.
"Why should I explain my actions to the likes of you?"
Bibi Dong's tone was cold, as though Lin Yan were merely a tool to be