143: Will we be assigned separate rooms next time?

Xue Beng gazed at Bibi Dong with a lecherous look in his eyes.

He could feel it.

The woman in front of him was definitely a great beauty.

Having seen countless women, he could even sense that Bibi Dong was the most beautiful woman he had ever encountered.

Even that veil could not hinder his judgment.

Her dress was somewhat loose, but based on his intuition, Xue Beng could imagine the fullness beneath it.

Sensing the man's invasive gaze, Bibi Dong turned her head and gave him a cold look.

It was the oppressive aura of a superior.

That natural temperament.

Xue Beng inexplicably felt a surge of pressure and couldn't help but take a step back.

When Xue Beng realized what had happened, he felt a bit humiliated.

He had actually been scared back by a woman's gaze.

He feigned composure and gave a light snort.

He wanted to reclaim some Face for himself.

The next moment.

A burst of Soul Power erupted from Bibi Dong's body. Before Xue Beng could react, he was sent flying dozens of meters by this force.

When he crashed to the ground, it caused the surrounding passersby to cry out in alarm.

Nearby Patrol Knights also noticed the commotion. By the time they arrived, they found that Xue Beng had already fallen unconscious.

Bibi Dong lifted her foot and walked forward, never sparing them another glance from start to finish.

Yu Tianheng's expression froze on the spot.

This woman was very strong.

At least a Spirit Douluo.

Yu Tianheng felt a bit nervous for a moment.

He had already heard about Su Wen's identity.

The Holy Son of Spirit Hall.

He had heard his grandfather talk about Su Wen last time.

Now that such a thing had happened, Su Wen still dared to come to Heaven Dou City.

There must certainly be a Titled Douluo protecting him.

He wasn't here to look for trouble; he just wanted to ask about the woman by Su Wen's side.

“Her name is Tian Yue. You can go to Spirit City to find her.”

Su Wen dropped these words as he passed by him, no longer paying the other party any attention.

“Tian Yue, Tian Yue...”

Yu Tianheng clenched his fists, repeatedly muttering the name in his mouth.

The Holy Son of Spirit Hall—his grandfather told him to endure for now. But he couldn't endure this Tian Yue. She was the culprit, the one who left him without love.

He wanted to see Tian Yue in pain as well. He would kill her relatives so that she would also never find love in the future.

Tian Yue was nothing more than a Spirit Master of the Spirit Hall.

He didn't believe that the Spirit Hall would dare to harm him for the sake of one Tian Yue and completely burn bridges with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

“Wait, you can't leave yet!”

The city Patrol Knights immediately blocked Su Wen and Bibi Dong.

“Harming the Fourth Prince is a major crime. You two must come back with us immediately to undergo investigation and trial!”

Six knights raised their spears, staring at Su Wen and Bibi Dong like tigers watching their prey.

“Fourth Prince?”

Su Wen glanced at the unconscious Xue Beng.

This guy was actually the Fourth Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

“And what if we don't go with you?”

Su Wen asked curiously.

The knights exchanged glances, then stepped forward, preparing to take action directly.

Bibi Dong gave a cold snort. The Soul Power fluctuations of a Peak Douluo, like a powerful gale, blew the charging men away.

“Let's go. Your teacher is tired and wants to find a place to rest.”

Bibi Dong strode off with her long legs, leaving amidst the wails of the knights and the gazes of the commoners.

Su Wen followed Bibi Dong, and the two walked boldly into a hotel.

“Guest, there's... there's only one room left!”

The Young Miss at the front desk first glanced at Bibi Dong before cautiously replying to Su Wen.

That woman had sent her a sound transmission; she must be an expert at the Spirit Saint level at the very least, right?

“Teacher, should we try another place?”

Su Wen sought Bibi Dong's opinion.

Although he often shared a room with Bibi Dong, they were outside now, after all.

They still had to be mindful of their image.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

The two looked for several more hotels, but the results were all the same.

Su Wen felt it was strange. Why did this plot feel so familiar?

“Let's just stay here. Your teacher doesn't want to walk anymore.”

Bibi Dong appropriately showed a look of helplessness.

“Alright, let's just get one room!”

Su Wen paid the money. As soon as Bibi Dong reached the room, she headed towards the bathroom.

Su Wen looked at her back and had to admit it was truly...

Supple.

He wondered if there would be another chance tonight.

Su Wen dithered for a moment, then came to his senses and patted his own cheeks.

“After tasting it once, why does it feel like I'm getting addicted?”

Su Wen rubbed his temples, cutting off the useless stray thoughts.

He felt that his thoughts were too dangerous.

If it continued like this...

He would probably become the next Qian Xunji.

Su Wen looked at the bed and prepared to make a pallet on the floor.

He was afraid that if he couldn't control himself while lying together, Bibi Dong would suddenly send him flying with a Spider Lance.

“What are you doing?”

Bibi Dong walked out of the bathroom and slightly raised an eyebrow when she saw Su Wen's situation.

“Teacher, I think we should still avoid suspicion.”

Su Wen saw that Bibi Dong had already taken off her long dress and changed into a loose pink nightgown, revealing a pair of snowy white, rounded legs.

His gaze lingered on those long legs for a moment.

Last night, it was these legs.

He had only felt them but hadn't looked.

Su Wen felt an inexplicable sense of regret.

“Avoid suspicion?”

It really was because last night's events had affected him.

Last night, she only wanted to lie in his arms.

Sleeping against him gave her a slight sense of security.

Who would have known that such a situation would occur.

Bibi Dong felt a bit irritable.

She didn't want it to be like this.

This time it was separate beds.

Would it be separate rooms next time?

The time after that, they would probably be separated by two miles.

“Xiao Wen...”

Bibi Dong walked slowly to Su Wen. Even though she didn't do anything, she exuded a sense of pressure.

“Teacher?”

“Come here.”

Bibi Dong suddenly walked to the bed. After sitting down, she lightly patted the spot beside her.

Su Wen sat down beside her in confusion. Seeing that Bibi Dong seemed preoccupied, he asked with concern, “Teacher, is there something you want to tell me?”

“Your teacher has something to say to you...”

Bibi Dong nodded slightly. Just as she had worked up her emotions, a noisy sound suddenly erupted from outside.

Her willow-like brows subconsciously furrowed together.

“Guest, please come out quickly, Prince Xue Xing has arrived!”

The sound of a hotel staff member knocking on the door rang out.

“Teacher, I'll go take a look. It's likely about the Fourth Prince.”

“Sit tight!”

Just as Su Wen was about to get up, Bibi Dong gave him an instruction and casually took out a garment from her spirit tool to drape over herself.

She opened the door. Before the staff member could speak, they were frightened back by Bibi Dong's gaze.

In the hotel corridor, dozens of knights in silver armor stood ready with weapons in hand.

At the very front, an old man with neatly combed gray hair was quite conspicuous. He had a dignified appearance overall, though his eyes were small, and his clothes appeared extremely luxurious.

Prince Xue Xing was also taken aback when he saw such a beautiful woman open the door.

No wonder Xue Beng would be impulsive; even he felt a bit of a stir in his heart.

But she looked somewhat familiar.

Prince Xue Xing frowned slightly, feeling as though he had seen this woman somewhere before.

“Get out!”

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, not saying another word.

The aura of a Titled Douluo swept through the corridor, and the doors and windows of the entire hotel rattled loudly from this force.

The hotel staff member's Face turned pale as they slumped to the floor, eyes full of terror.

The knights subconsciously moved to protect Prince Xue Xing.

Yet they too were pressed by this force until their legs trembled.

Prince Xue Xing's expression changed drastically.

“A Ti... Titled Douluo!”

“You are a Titled Douluo!”

“The Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall!”