Bibi Dong looked at Jiang Lan quietly, not a trace of expression on her exquisitely beautiful, icy face.
"You're interesting," Bibi Dong suddenly said. "Qian Daoliu didn't call you in just so you could come out and annoy me."
"No, he didn't." Jiang Lan scratched his head and said with an honest face, "He wanted to be my dad."
Bibi Dong: "..."
Bibi Dong struggled to keep her composure. She had no idea what to say.
She felt Jiang Lan was messing with her, but she had no proof.
Bibi Dong fell silent for a full three seconds.
Perhaps she had been working too hard lately and was hearing things.
Otherwise, she truly couldn't understand why Qian Daoliu, the mighty Great Enshrined of Spirit Hall and the Angel Douluo, would want to be the father of a little brat in a penguin suit.
"Qian Daoliu wants to be your father?" Bibi Dong looked at Jiang Lan, her voice colder than before.
"Yep. He said we were fated to meet." Jiang Lan nodded, looking utterly innocent. "But I think he wants to get close to Mom Bo Saixi through me. Auntie Pope, don't you think he's dreaming?"
Bibi Dong did not answer.
Her gaze settled on Jiang Lan's soft, obedient little face, and she felt an urge to bring her staff down on it.
No wonder Qian Daoliu had made an exception to meet a child from outside. It was all for that woman from Sea God Island.
She had heard rumors that Qian Daoliu loved a woman who had rejected him, though she had never known whether they were true.
Now it seemed they were.
"You two do seem to get along," Bibi Dong said. "Neither of you knows how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is."