Bibi Dong: Can You Call Me Mom?

Bibi Dong pouted.

"Teacher, I was helping you intimidate them. Besides, I never intended to fight. Even his father lost to you. How could a little weakling who just absorbed a Soul Ring possibly warrant me taking action myself?"

"You look respectable enough, but you're actually this useless. A Soul Saint lost to a Soul Emperor. Wouldn't you be ashamed if word got out?"

Dugu Bo's face flushed again, his chest heaving with rage:

"You little brat! You're so pretty, yet such crude words come out of your mouth!"

Dugu Xin's face turned livid:

"You can't insult us. A loss is a loss. It's not as though we've committed some heinous crime."

Bibi Dong's sharp little tongue left both father and son speechless.

She was too venomous.

Nan Huai'an chuckled twice:

"Dong'er, a few words will do. Don't make them so angry they fall ill. If you anger a Soul Saint to death, you'll really make a name for yourself."

Bibi Dong withdrew her Martial Soul and planted both hands on her hips:

"Yes, Teacher is absolutely right!"

Dugu Bo and Dugu Xin trembled with rage.

This master and disciple were going too far.

The original storyline's timeline...

Quite a few people were practically laughing themselves senseless.

"Oh my god, His Holiness the Pope had such a sharp tongue as a child! Look, she's made Poison Douluo's face turn the color of pig liver. Isn't that hilarious?"

"I thought Brother Nan would stop His Holiness the Pope, but he actually joined in. This master and disciple are so entertaining."

Dugu Manor

Dugu Bo had been packing his bags, but when he saw the scene on the sky screen, he angrily hurled his bag to the ground.

"How dare they speak of me like that! Who are they calling a weakling? Besides, I never even mentioned it. That Nan Huai'an is a bastard too, belittling me along with Bibi Dong."

"Grand... pa..."

Dugu Yan had just returned from outside and wanted to tell him what people were saying, but seeing Dugu Bo already as red as an apple with anger, she decided against it.

Shrek Academy

Yu Xiaogang found it hard to believe. How could Dong'er say such crude things? It was outrageous.

"Damn it! How did a woman like this kill my mother? If you were in front of me, Sister Xiao Wu would definitely teach you a lesson!"

Xiao Wu spoke indignantly.

"How interesting!" Ning Rongrong admired Nan Huai'an. He did not have that lofty, superior air. Instead, he was very approachable and could mingle easily with his disciple.

He really was a teacher with character. Unfortunately, he belonged to a parallel world and was not her teacher.

Zhu Zhuqing envied the Bibi Dong on the sky screen.

If only she had a teacher like that.

The Crown Prince's residence

"Nan Huai'an, how could you wallow in the same mire as Bibi Dong!"

Qian Renxue spoke furiously.

He had clearly been such a refined swordsman just moments ago. Why was he now behaving like this with Bibi Dong?

Pope's Hall

"Quite interesting."

Bibi Dong grew a little more interested in Nan Huai'an. With a teacher who was not so rigid, Young Girl Dong must have been very happy.

Hu Liena grumbled:

"Nan Huai'an is really entertaining, much better than Teacher's rigid ways. Teacher had such a venomous tongue as a child, and it seems that hasn't changed much."

"Nana!" Bibi Dong's voice rang out.

The little fox immediately tucked her tail between her legs, but she would rather die than turn around.

The sky screen's timeline...

After being subjected to this master and disciple's influence, Dugu Bo no longer intended to keep tangling with Nan Huai'an.

"Nan Huai'an, I know you're strong, but you're still a little lacking!"

"We'll meet again!"

Dugu Bo shot him a vicious glare, then turned to leave with Dugu Xin, wishing he could teleport away immediately.

There was no one watching nearby anyway. Who would know he had lost to a Soul Emperor?

"How long can someone who's been poisoned live, anyway?"

Nan Huai'an's casual remark made Dugu Bo stop abruptly and turn to look at him:

"What do you mean by that?"

Nan Huai'an smiled faintly:

"Nothing. Just saying."

Just saying?

Dugu Bo did not believe that.

"Do you know something?" Dugu Bo pressed. "Tell me!"

Watching Dugu Bo's desperate eagerness, Nan Huai'an spoke slowly:

"I know you use poison and are poisoned yourself. More importantly, I imagine you know better than I do how your parents died?"

Dugu Bo's pupils contracted, and he staggered two steps backward.

"Father, what's going on?" Dugu Xin asked in confusion. "Why is he talking about Grandpa and Grandma?"

"Teacher, what exactly are you talking about?" Bibi Dong could not quite understand.

Nan Huai'an smiled. "Don't rush. You'll know when we have a meeting."

The original storyline's timeline...

"What exactly is Brother Nan talking about? Why does it feel like there's something behind his words?"

"Could Poison Douluo have been poisoned?"

Dugu Bo, who was hurrying toward Sunset Forest, also shuddered.

Does this fellow know I've been poisoned?

But I've never told anyone about this.

The sky screen's timeline...

"Please tell me exactly how much you know."

Having recovered his senses, Dugu Bo asked in a low voice.

"Ah..."

"I just won't tell you."

Nan Huai'an swayed his head, smiling with deliberate mystery.

Dugu Bo was anxious inside, truly anxious.

This fellow was far too sneaky.

Quite a few viewers had their eyes opened.

"Holy shit! Brother Nan is being such a prick!"

"Tell me about it!"

Pope's Hall

Hu Liena paced in anxious circles:

"Tell us, tell us! Stop keeping us guessing. I'm dying of suspense! Nan Huai'an, you can't leave us hanging like this!"

Yes! Hurry up and say it!

Bibi Dong was also extremely anxious. How could he leave people hanging like this?

This man was even more black-bellied than Young Girl Dong!

The sky screen's timeline...

"Teacher, I don't think I'm even a tenth of your equal!"

Bibi Dong had thought she was formidable, only to discover that her teacher was even more formidable than she was.

"Silly girl, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"How am I better than you? I'm merely taking my time speaking!"

Nan Huai'an clasped his hands behind his back and smiled faintly.

Hearing that answer, Bibi Dong struggled inwardly. Damn, how did he get even more shameless!

Her teacher truly lived up to being her teacher.

Even his answers were different, and he refused to admit it.

Could this be why I can't measure up to Teacher?

Young Girl Dong silently took note. If anyone asked her in the future, she would do the same.

"Tell me! What will it take for you to speak?"

Father and son were both nearly frantic.

"Hey, what's the hurry?" Nan Huai'an waved a hand. "Dugu Bo, let me ask you. If I wanted you to work for me, would you be willing?"

"Let me say this first: I know how to solve your problem!"

Dugu Bo had been about to unleash a torrent of curses, but his eyes lit up at that last sentence.

If the problem could be solved, anything was negotiable.

"I'm willing. As long as you tell me, I'm willing to work for you. Never mind doing whatever you ask, I'd even call you Dad."

Dugu Bo truly wanted to resolve this matter.

Dugu Xin's mouth fell slightly open. Call... call him Dad?

What exactly is going on with Father that he has to call someone Dad?

Hearing the answer he wanted, Nan Huai'an had been about to reply, "No need to call me Dad. Just work under me."

But Bibi Dong beat him to it.

"Dugu Bo, since you're calling my teacher Dad, can you call me Mom?"