At dusk, after finishing a day of sightseeing, Qian Renxue, Lin Feng, and Ling Yuan relaxed and gathered at the Log Cabin, preparing to invite Qian Daoliu over for dinner.
As they passed the Papal Hall, an incredibly gentle Telepathic Communication reached their ears.
"Could you come to the Papal Hall for a moment? This is my request. Please."
Lin Feng glanced at the sky. It's already this late, and she still hasn't gotten off work?
And that tone... Lin Feng wondered if he had misheard. That voice, like that of a friendly older neighbor, had actually come from Bibi Dong?
Had she undergone a change in personality? The effects of Ethereal Fragrance Silk shouldn't be that exaggerated. At most, it could suppress some of the Rakshasa Evil Intent.
The three stopped in their tracks. Qian Renxue furrowed her brows and frowned toward the Papal Hall.
"Xiao Feng, what do you think she wants?"
Lin Feng shook his head. This time, he truly had no idea.
Qian Renxue pursed her red lips and glanced toward the Papal Hall. After struggling internally for a moment, she took Lin Feng and Ling Yuan by the hands and continued toward Douluo Hall above.
Bibi Dong's expression tightened, and she anxiously sent another Telepathic Communication:
"Xue Linfeng, please hear me out. I have no ill intentions. I merely have something important to discuss with you. Please."
Her voice was filled with unease and urgency:
"I know there have been many unpleasant things in the past, but this time, I truly have no ulterior motives. I'm begging you."
Qian Renxue stopped, her heart filled with confusion and agitation brought on by the change in Bibi Dong's attitude.
Why was she suddenly begging them? Why had she suddenly lowered her stance? She had never heard such