"Don't catch a cold."
Looking at Bibi Dong, clad in her thin nightgown and curled up on the chair,
Dai Chengfeng shook his head slightly, muttering under his breath as he staggered back toward the table.
"I'll take you to rest…"
As he spoke, Dai Chengfeng reached out, sliding his hands beneath Bibi Dong's knees and back, lifting her up gently.
"Hiss… Why is she so cold…"
When Dai Chengfeng's palm touched Bibi Dong's cool skin, he couldn't help but hiccup from the alcohol.
However, the delicate body in his arms was lighter than he'd imagined. The moon-purple silk nightgown felt as smooth as congealed fat against his fingertips.
"Mm~"
Bibi Dong let out an instinctive murmur, seemingly aware that she was being held. She unconsciously nuzzled her cheek against Dai Chengfeng's burning chest.
Instantly, a mix of her alluring fragrance and the lingering scent of alcohol washed over him…
Dai Chengfeng swallowed hard, forcing down the rising heat in his chest. Drunkenly mumbling, he said:
"This wine… packs quite a punch."
With that, Dai Chengfeng carried Bibi Dong to the bed, carefully laying her down.
Her wine-red hair spread across the snow-white sheets like spilled ink, accentuating the paleness of her exquisite face.
Dai Chengfeng pulled a light blanket over her, covering her gently. "You shouldn't catch a cold now, right?"
As he turned to leave, Dai Chengfeng noticed Bibi Dong's eyelashes fluttering faintly, casting butterfly-like shadows in the moonlight. Her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue from the alcohol…
Perhaps emboldened by his drunken state, Dai Chengfeng suddenly tilted his head, his blurry gaze fixed on Bibi Dong's sleeping face. His fingers hovered hesitantly above her reddened cheek.
"For dragging me to Spirit City…"
In a fit of petulance, Dai Chengfeng gave Bibi Dong's soft, cool cheek a light pinch.
"Heh, so soft~"
Dai Chengfeng mumbled hazily, chuckling as he stumbled out of the room.
As the door closed behind him,
Bibi Dong, who had appeared completely passed out, suddenly opened her hazy, alcohol-laden eyes and gazed toward the doorway. "That little brat~"
Her crimson lips parted slightly as she murmured:
"I knew there would still be some resentment in his heart, but now it seems…"
Pausing, Bibi Dong touched her cheek, feeling the slight sting. "It's alright, the resentment isn't too deep…"
Bibi Dong tightened the blanket around herself, wrapping it snugly. "Considering you still cared enough to look after me, I'll let it slide this time. But if it happens again…"
"I'll chop off your little tiger claws~"
Shaking her head, Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes once more. "How long has it been?"
"How long since anyone last cared about me?"
A gentle breeze drifted through the window, causing the gauzy curtains to sway lightly and ruffling Bibi Dong's wine-red hair.
The rainstorm had gradually subsided during the night. By now, Dai Chengfeng had returned to his own room.
Instead of immediately going to sleep, Dai Chengfeng sat by the window, reflecting on Bibi Dong's orders. His thoughts soon drifted to his soul power.
Feeling the soul power he had cultivated up to level 40…
"After the soul battles, I should go and obtain my fourth spirit ring. But what kind of spirit beast should I choose for this fourth ring?"
Instinctively, Dai Chengfeng thought of the Dark Demon God Tiger.
But quickly, he shook his head.
After all, he wasn't strong enough to defeat the Dark Demon God Tiger yet. And asking Bibi Dong to send someone?
He feared she might get tempted. After all, her second martial soul's spirit rings weren't yet complete.
Although the Dark Demon God Tiger's spirit ring was only 60,000 years old, its power was no less than that of a 100,000-year-old spirit ring.
Such a valuable item—how could he let Bibi Dong know about it?
Even if Bibi Dong didn't take the spirit ring, she might have already fought it.
But the fourth spirit ring's normal maximum lifespan was only 5,000 years. Even though Dai Chengfeng wasn't an ordinary person, his physical body wasn't strong enough to absorb a 60,000-year-old spirit ring.
"The Three-Eyed Golden Lion?"
At this moment, Dai Chengfeng considered another option but quickly dismissed it, shaking his head.
After all, who knew what kind of relationship she currently had with Di Tian at this point in time?
Unless she willingly sacrificed herself, Dai Chengfeng didn't dare touch her for now.
Otherwise, if Di Tian were to become enraged and seek revenge for the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, along with the countless other hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beasts under his command…
The outcome would be undeniable.
"Never mind, I won't dwell on this for now."
Dai Chengfeng rubbed his temples, leaning back in the chair as he succumbed to the intoxication, closing his eyes slightly.
"I should rest properly first. Tomorrow, I still need to meet my foolish older brother!"
"Wonder what kind of expression he'll have when he sees me…"
"Thinking about it, why am I oddly looking forward to it?"
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The next morning, early dawn.
Sunlight streamed through the window lattice, casting dappled shadows on Dai Chengfeng's face.
Dai Chengfeng merely turned over in bed, still not awake.
"Dai Chengfeng, Dai Chengfeng…"
Until Hu Liena's voice rang out outside the room, accompanied by a series of knocks on the door.
"Why aren't you here yet? We're all waiting for you!"
Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng remained groggy, mumbling:
"Who is it, so early in the morning… Come in, what do you want?"
"What do I want?"
Hu Liena pushed open the door as she spoke. "Didn't Master tell you yesterday?"
"Naturally, we're going to the Great Soul Battle Arena to participate in the soul battles!"
But as soon as she stepped inside, Hu Liena instantly caught a whiff of the heavy alcohol stench emanating from Dai Chengfeng.
She instinctively wrinkled her nose. "Dai Chengfeng, how much did you drink?"
"Drink?"
Upon hearing Hu Liena's words, Dai Chengfeng finally regained some clarity. Then, his body suddenly stiffened.
His mind raced as he quickly recalled the events of last night…
Not only had he carried Bibi Dong to the bed, but worst of all—he had pinched her cheek at the end?!
Now, he could only hope that Bibi Dong had been so drunk that she remembered nothing.
Dai Chengfeng inwardly lamented. Drinking alcohol really caused trouble…
But soon, as he looked at his hand, Dai Chengfeng subconsciously recalled the sensation. No wonder they were mother and daughter—just like Qian Renxue, she was very squeezable~
"What are you thinking about?"
Hu Liena leaned over curiously, observing the strange expression on Dai Chengfeng's face.
"N-nothing."
Dai Chengfeng hastily waved his hand and stood up. "You can go out first. I'll get ready quickly." He began putting on his outer clothes.
"Hurry up and get ready. Don't waste time. If Master finds out you're dawdling, you'll be in for it."
With that, Hu Liena left the room.
Dai Chengfeng responded with a vague acknowledgment, but his thoughts were still preoccupied with Bibi Dong…
I wonder if she'll act differently today?
While his mind was in turmoil, Dai Chengfeng finished washing up and dressing before finally stepping out of the room.
By now, the sky had cleared after last night's rain.
Outside the door, besides Hu Liena, Xie Yue and Yan were also waiting for him.
"The Great Soul Battle Arena, huh…"
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