Polish My Shoes!

"Nana..."

Just as Bibi Dong wanted to refuse Hu Liena and leave, Yan shouted loudly and approached the two of them quickly.

"Oh no..."

"Nana, since your friend has arrived, Teacher will leave first." As she spoke, Bibi Dong did not forget to remind, "Nana, feel free to eat, drink, and make merry during your leisure time, but do not let your cultivation slip because of it."

"Yes, Disciple understands." Hu Liena replied softly.

After giving her instructions, Bibi Dong turned around, intending to leave.

Suddenly, a boy dressed in luxurious clothes appeared in Bibi Dong's field of vision.

Seeing the boy turn his head to look in her direction, Bibi Dong turned her body back and avoided the boy's gaze.

How could he be here. Bibi Dong's mood plummeted to the bottom.

Misfortunes truly never came singly; she just had to run into the person she least wanted to meet in such an embarrassed state.

A short while ago she had given him a slap, and she dared not imagine how she would clean up the mess if he ran over and exposed her identity.

Right now, she could only hope that he had not noticed her.

Hu Liena said in confusion, "Teacher, is there still something the matter?"

Weren't you going to leave?

Why did you stay behind again?

Bibi Dong glanced sideways, and saw Xie Yue and Yan getting closer and closer.

She wanted to leave, but the snack street ran straight from north to south, and there were vendors on the left and right.

With Xie Yue and Yan in front, and the annoying boy in the back, she had nowhere to escape.

Unless she just flew away...

Yet this would undoubtedly expose her identity again.

As for going to a nearby stall, feigning the purchase of snacks to buy time, and waiting for the few of them to leave before making a move, she could not lower her face to do such a thing.

Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena, and in a flash of thought, she parted with her preference in agony, shoved the milkshake and pastries in her hand into Hu Liena's grasp, and said with a stern expression:

"Nana, Spirit City is a mixed bag of people right now, and since I have nothing to do today, I will act as your bodyguard from now on."

It was not that Bibi Dong was reluctant to part with this bit of Gold Soul Coin, it was just that she had not yet shaken her own strawberry shaken milkshake, and felt somewhat regretful in her heart.

Although Bibi Dong loathed Qian Zong from the bottom of her heart, she also admitted that the foods Qian Zong concocted were extremely interesting, far more interesting than anything she had seen combined over all these years.

Moreover, the taste was also exceptionally fantastic; having eaten it once, she still wanted a second time.

When in a bad mood, coming to have a delicious cup of milk tea, matched with a piece of sweet and glutinous pastry, was enough to briefly forget one's worries.

It was precisely because of this that Bibi Dong could tolerate Qian Zong for so long and let Qian Zong develop the construction of Spirit City.

After all, she was also a beneficiary.

Girls-no one does not love exquisite and delicious snack foods.

Even if this person was Bibi Dong, it was no exception.

"Ah, this..."

Hu Liena was somewhat dazed for a moment, not understanding what Bibi Dong actually wanted to do.

Draping a cloak and covering a hat in broad daylight-anyone who didn't know would think she was going on some dangerous mission.

Hu Liena thought for a moment, and said weakly:

"Then Teacher, should I still call you Teacher?"

Bibi Dong was slightly startled, discovering that this indeed was a problem.

Seeing Yan and Xie Yue getting closer and closer, Bibi Dong's peripheral vision instinctively swept toward the boy not far away, and she blurted out:

"Just address me as Blood Blade from now on."

"Okay, Bl... Blood Blade."

It was Hu Liena's first time trying to call Bibi Dong the bodyguard name she gave herself, and there was a sense of unreality in her heart, causing her voice to lack conviction.

Bibi Dong softly reprimanded, "Nana, be more confident! I am your bodyguard now-Blood Blade!"

You are the master and I am the bodyguard; shouting with so little conviction, wouldn't your identity be exposed!

Hu Liena thought about it and realized it was true; when was there ever a master who was so polite to a bodyguard?

She was not a squeamish person; her pretty face set hard, she mustered all her courage, and blurted out:

"Yes! Blood Blade! Polish my leather shoes (with a French accent)!"

After shouting, Hu Liena regretted it. Her small face turned instantly red, and she lowered her head silently.

This is finished for sure. It's all my brother's and Yan's fault, always talking about polishing leather shoes around me and infecting me too. Hu Liena shifted the blame onto Xie Yue and Yan.

It was simply that these few words were too magical; once Hu Liena plucked up her courage, the five words "Polish my leather shoes" instantly surfaced in her mind.

Bibi Dong frowned, her gaze shifting slightly downward.

Hu Liena's daily attire and styling basically had no changes, as she wore a white, silver, and gilded tricolour tight-fitting combat outfit.

Her shoes were silver-white high-heeled long-tube combat boots, with the boot shafts reaching below her knees, setting off her twin legs to appear even straighter.

To call them leather shoes could also pass.

Bibi Dong stared at Hu Liena's combat boots and fell into silence.

Am I really going to polish her shoes?

I am the Pope, after all; how can I polish shoes for people.

Yet not polishing them also did not conform to her current identity as a bodyguard.

Seeing Yan and Xie Yue getting closer and closer, Bibi Dong felt even more conflicted in her heart.

Those two definitely heard Hu Liena's command-should I polish them or not?

"This beautiful lady, are you looking to have your leather shoes polished?"

Right at this moment, beside Hu Liena, a young man leaned close.

He revealed a smile he thought was dashing, his body almost pressing against Hu Liena.

Hu Liena retreated half a step in disgust.

The young man felt no shame, tilted his body forward, and smiled:

"Miss, my ancestors specialized in polishing leather shoes. Seeing that you and I have an affinity, there is no charge this time."

As he spoke, the youth actually fished a light cyan handkerchief from his bosom.

The handkerchief carried a faint floral fragrance, looking unlike something a man would own.

"Hmph!"

Seeing that the man dared to act presumptuously, the corners of Hu Liena's mouth curved upward. Her slender outer corners of the eyes lifted slightly, and her orange-gold pupils were replaced by pink.

Hu Liena was just about to activate her second soul skill to teach the man a lesson.

Yan arrived tardily. Seeing someone flirting with Hu Liena, anger surged to his head, and he struck the man in the face with a fist.

"Scram far away. Is Nana someone a piece of trash like you can provoke?"

The man flew backward several meters, crashing heavily onto the ground.

He staggered to his feet, clutching his face with bloodstains trickling from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yan with a gaze filled with dread.

"Soul Master..." The man saw the flame markings on Yan's cheeks and neck, his lips trembling. He immediately knelt down to apologize, "Lord Soul Master, this lowly one was wrong. This lowly one was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai, I beg you to spare my life."

Although Spirit City had imported a large number of commoners and promulgated many laws restricting the behavior of Soul Masters, it did not mean that the status of Soul Masters was not high in the hearts of commoners.

On the contrary, because Qian Zong established many exclusive jobs for Soul Masters and granted Soul Masters some minor privileges, the status of Soul Masters far exceeded the past in the hearts of commoners.

As long as one became a Soul Master and joined Spirit Hall, one could easily earn money to support a family.

Yan did not even give the man in front of him a direct look, saying disdainfully:

"Scram far away! If there is a next time, I'll break your legs!"

"Yes, yes, many thanks, Lord Soul Master."

The young man scrambled away hastily, running toward the exit of the snack street.

If the commotion just now attracted the patrol guards, he would be completely finished.

Bibi Dong glanced sideways at the fleeing man, mobilized a sliver of Soul Power, and casually struck a point at the man's back, before ignoring him further.

Daring to flirt with her disciple to her face-she could only say: he already had a path to mortality chosen.

Hu Liena did not care that much in her heart; she had encountered this kind of matter far too many times.

In her view, this man was merely engaging in ordinary chatting up.

As long as one's strength was sufficiently strong, one could easily drive them away.

"Hehe..."

Hu Liena raised her head, inadvertently meeting Bibi Dong's gaze, and gave a foolish smile.

As for this matter of polishing leather shoes, she truly did not know how to explain it to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong wore a placid expression, sighed inwardly, and did not fuss over it much.

After all, it was she who had told Hu Liena to act tough.

In a certain sense, Hu Liena had done exceptionally well.

"Nana, do you want your shoes polished?"

When Yan heard Hu Liena say she wanted her leather shoes polished just a moment ago, the movements of his feet had even quickened slightly, fearing he would miss out on such a good opportunity.

"I'll polish them for you."

Saying this, Yan squatted down.

He did not have a handkerchief, and thus extended his palm, intending to use his hand to polish Hu Liena's shoes.