147: The master and apprentice have such a close relationship!

Bibi Dong sat before the bronze mirror, changing into a silver-moon-colored gown with gold embroidery.

Her wine-red hair was meticulously styled, her red lips were like blood, and her eyes were sharp.

"I heard everything. We'll go take a look tonight and see the true faces of these nobles."

She stood up, her clothes naturally clinging to her body, outlining her graceful curves.

Bibi Dong casually put on a veil, concealing her face.

"But before that, let's take another stroll and inspect the Spirit Hall branch while we're at it."

"Alright!"

Su Wen agreed, and then left the hotel with Bibi Dong.

Before heading out, Bibi Dong put on an outer coat, and the two of them walked along the street.

Bibi Dong seemed to have come out specifically for shopping, stopping and starting along the way.

"Teacher, I'll take that Spirit Bone."

Su Wen had already put away the Spirit Bone from Emperor Xue Ye, feeling that Bibi Dong probably wouldn't want it back.

"Do as you wish with it!"

Bibi Dong spoke indifferently, her gaze lingering on a stall.

Su Wen replied thick-skinned; he wouldn't absorb this Spirit Bone himself, but he could give it to them.

Seeing Bibi Dong stop, he followed her gaze to a crystal necklace in the shape of a spider. Su Wen understood her thoughts instantly and stepped forward to buy it.

Bibi Dong didn't say anything. Seeing that he had paid, she walked past with a calm expression.

"Teacher, this is for you!"

Su Wen caught up and handed the box to Bibi Dong.

"You should use it to coax little girls instead!"

Bibi Dong spoke calmly.

"Uh!"

Su Wen was speechless.

Did I misjudge?

Was that not what she was looking at just now?

No.

"Teacher, aren't you in the prime of your youth?"

"You look even younger than a twenty-year-old girl now, and you possess a face that could topple kingdoms. Moreover, you hold great power; you could be said to be a role model for all women on the continent."

Su Wen opened the box, preparing to put it on Bibi Dong himself.

"Smooth talker!"

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth couldn't help but curl up; she found his words very pleasant to hear.

Feeling his actions, the tips of her ears turned slightly red: "Don't... not here..."

This scene was fully witnessed by Snake Lance Douluo, who was following secretly.

He noticed that the relationship between the Supreme Pontiff and the Saint seemed very close; the Supreme Pontiff would glance at the Saint from time to time.

Her Holiness the Supreme Pontiff, who was usually stern and never smiled, seemed to be in a good mood throughout the journey.

Snake Lance Douluo had never seen such an approachable Bibi Dong.

Seeing Su Wen put the necklace on Bibi Dong, with the two of them almost touching, Snake Lance Douluo's eyes were filled with an unspeakable shock.

"This... their relationship as master and disciple is even closer than imagined!"

Suddenly, Bibi Dong looked in his direction. Snake Lance Douluo's heart trembled violently, and he immediately didn't dare to keep watching. He only followed them after the master and disciple entered the Spirit Hall.

"Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff!"

Platinum Bishop Bishop Salas knelt on one knee with some trepidation.

"Rise. I am just here to take a look. Prepare yourself; I will be heading to the imperial palace with the Saint later."

Bibi Dong's voice was somewhat cold, completely devoid of the slight softness from moments ago.

"As you command, Your Holiness. You and the Saint may rest in the hall first."

Bishop Bishop Salas immediately led the way after seeing Bibi Dong agree.

Just as they arrived at a luxurious room, a man's voice sounded from the doorway.

"Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff!"

Bibi Dong waved her hand at Bishop Bishop Salas, and the latter tactfully exited the room.

Snake Lance Douluo entered the room and knelt on one knee before Bibi Dong, who was sitting in a chair: "Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff."

"What is it?" Bibi Dong asked indifferently.

Snake Lance Douluo didn't reply immediately, but glanced at Su Wen. Su Wen understood he was extra and was about to leave when Bibi Dong suddenly said, "Just say it."

Although Bibi Dong said that, he didn't dare speak directly. Bibi Dong's gaze also clearly carried a hint of warning, telling him to think carefully about what should and shouldn't be said before speaking.

Snake Lance Douluo sent a voice transmission: "Your Holiness, Emperor Xue Ye wishes to lean towards Spirit City and become an ally of Spirit Hall."

"Hmm?"

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows slightly, somewhat surprised.

Snake Lance Douluo continued: "The Young Lord said that by simply sacrificing His Highness the Holy Son, we could win over Emperor Xue Ye and quickly allow her to grasp the power in the imperial palace..."

Su Wen was quite speechless on the side; she let him stay but wouldn't let him hear.

He watched as Bibi Dong's expression went from indifferent to surprised, then shocked, and finally Life Qi.

Su Wen was curious about what Qian Renxue was up to that caused such a drastic change in Bibi Dong's expression.

"Your Holiness, since there is nothing else, I shall take my leave!"

Snake Lance Douluo saw that Bibi Dong was Life Qi and tactfully left.

He knew that Bibi Dong might not necessarily agree to something like a political marriage.

The messages from Spirit City said that Bibi Dong kept a very strict watch over the Saint and the Saintess.

And given Bibi Dong's attitude towards the Saint on the street just now, it was even more impossible for her to sacrifice the Saint's happiness.

"What's wrong, Teacher?"

Su Wen saw that Snake Lance Douluo came and went quickly.

He was quite curious about what exactly was going on.

"It's nothing. Go rest for a while; we'll head straight to the imperial palace later."

An hour later, Su Wen and Bibi Dong boarded the carriage. The interior was like a small room. Bibi Dong sat upright, leaning against the chair, her body's curves on display. Her long, jade-like legs were crossed, shimmering with a faint light, and her occasional movements drew Su Wen's gaze.

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth curled up slightly as she looked out the window, appearing unperturbed.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the imperial palace.

As soon as Su Wen jumped off the carriage, he saw that Xue Qinghe and Prince Xue Xing had already been waiting for a long time.

Xue Qinghe stepped forward with a smile: "Saint, we have been awaiting your arrival."

Prince Xue Xing also spoke: "His Majesty has ordered us to wait here. Saint, has Her Holiness the Supreme Pontiff arrived?"

Su Wen nodded slightly; it seemed there wouldn't be many people at today's banquet.

He lifted the curtain and then supported Bibi Dong's arm.

Xue Qinghe's mind was in a whirl, wondering how to speak with Bibi Dong, when she saw Su Wen supporting Bibi Dong's arm and then putting his arm around her waist as they stepped off the carriage.

Her heart trembled violently. The messages from Spirit City said their relationship as master and disciple was good, but she hadn't expected it to be this good.

She had never seen anyone who could be so close to Bibi Dong.

Xue Qinghe clenched her fists slightly; even she had never experienced such intimacy.

When she looked at Su Wen, a hint of jealousy appeared in her eyes that even she hadn't noticed.

"Xue Qinghe, Eldest Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Prince Xue Xing."

"Here to welcome Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff!"

Xue Qinghe and Prince Xue Xing bowed ninety degrees in salute.

"Mm."

Bibi Dong gave them a faint glance, her gaze lingering briefly on Xue Qinghe.

After Xue Qinghe stood up, he said with a beaming smile: "Father is unwell and finds it difficult to move about, so he has already set up a banquet within the palace. We humbly invite Your Holiness to attend."

"Lead the way."

Bibi Dong spoke indifferently.

"Hehe, Your Holiness, the relationship between you and your disciple is truly wonderful!"