"So what? What does it have to do with you? I know my own situation. I've already anticipated even the worst possible outcome. You don't need to worry about my affairs. This ends here. I don't want you continuing to concern yourself with my business."
Qin Xuan's expression suddenly turned serious. Looking at Bibi Dong, he spoke in a deep voice.
Bibi Dong had just finished bathing. Her long dark hair had yet to be dried, still damp, with several strands clinging to her pretty face. She looked both pure and alluring.
Well, how should he put it? She truly inspired tender affection.
Qin Xuan thought to himself that it was fortunate he was no inexperienced boy, and that the beauties around him were each no less stunning than Bibi Dong. Otherwise, Heaven knew whether he might have pounced on her and gotten himself taught a lesson.
"I met that Rakshasa God you mentioned in Slaughter City!"
Bibi Dong did not try to persuade him further. She could see Qin Xuan's resolve. Pressing her lips together, she paused before speaking softly.
"You didn't agree to her terms, did you?" Qin Xuan asked with a frown. He had no desire to bring that useless god skilled at bewitching people into his home. Otherwise, wouldn't his days ahead be filled with endless chaos?
"No, I didn't agree to her." Bibi Dong shook her head and answered quite seriously.
"That's good. That Rakshasa God will only bring you disaster. She's nothing good."
Qin Xuan let out a sigh of relief, though his tone remained somewhat heavy.
"Mm." Bibi Dong softly responded and sat beside Qin Xuan. Looking at his perfect profile from up close, as though sculpted from an ancient mountain spring, her gaze was sincere and gentle. After a brief silence, she