Over the course of that night.
Xu Feng never entered the flying carriage again. He wanted to, of course-there was a big, soft bed inside, after all. Unfortunately, Bibi Dong had placed a barrier around the carriage, and he could not get in at all.
Looking back, when had Xu Feng ever suffered such indignity?
Could he stand for this?
Of course not.
So Xu Feng mustered his courage and threatened, "If you still won't let me in, I'll move out of the Saintess's palace when we get back to Spirit Hall."
Judging by her usual behavior, Bibi Dong would definitely compromise, then pester him every which way to keep him from leaving.
Yet the only response Xu Feng received from inside the flying carriage was silence.
Thinking Bibi Dong had not heard him, Xu Feng called out a few more times. To make sure she could hear, he even knocked on the door several times. But after repeated attempts brought nothing but silence, he panicked.
This clearly meant one thing: Bibi Dong simply did not want to bother with him, and she did not care whether he moved out.
Xu Feng was starting to crumble a little. After all, Bibi Dong had doted on him for so many years. Her suddenly treating him this way was rather hard to accept. He even imagined what she was about to say: Stay if you want. If not, get lost.
If Bibi Dong really said something like that, Xu Feng would certainly be too ashamed to stay in the Saintess's palace. His skin was not that thick.
Fortunately, Bibi Dong did not say it.
Unfortunately, Xu Feng had imagined her saying it.
And so, for the rest of the night, Xu Feng did not dare disturb Bibi Dong again. Instead, he lay