"Don't worry, I won't kill you. After all, Her Holiness Pope Bibi Dong is so beautiful, with such a mature, perfect figure. Killing you would be such a waste. If the Pope died at my hands, who knows how many people under heaven would hate me like mad? But you came to assassinate me and seriously damaged my physical and mental health... We'll have to settle that account properly."
"You-I didn't even touch you! How did I hurt you?" Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened, and she gritted her teeth as she looked at Xu Ran. Still, hearing that Xu Ran would not go too far, she breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little more goodwill toward him.
It seemed Xu Ran was not all that hateful.
But what exactly did Xu Ran want to do with her?
Xu Ran would not kill her, but he certainly would not let her off easily either.
"You hurt me psychologically. Lingling and I were doing something happy and pleasurable just now, and you suddenly barged in, giving me a tremendous psychological block. Besides, you saw every inch of me just now, so you have to take responsibility for that too." Xu Ran counted off Bibi Dong's offenses on his fingers.
"Xu Ran, that's bullshit. You're so shameless that you could do something that outrageous even while seriously injured. With skin as thick as yours, how could you possibly be affected?" Bibi Dong could not help swearing. Her beautiful eyes watched Xu Ran warily, her gaze hostile.
"Just say what you want. You've captured me, Bibi Dong, and I admit defeat. I'm willing to accept any punishment. But not that sort of thing. I'd rather die," Bibi Dong said. If she was determined to die, she could always find an opportunity. Not