Yu Xiaogang looked at Bibi Dong's unchanging expression and felt his throat tighten.
Something was wrong.
This wasn't right.
She should be panicked.
She should be flustered.
She should be rushing over to gag him in desperation!
Why was she still this calm?!
…Could he have guessed wrong?
No! Impossible!
Yu Xiaogang shook his head violently, flinging away that brief spark of self-awareness before it could ruin his delusion.
She must be bluffing!
Yes—she was keeping up appearances!
Gambling that he wouldn't dare expose her in public!
After all, as the Supreme Pontiff, she would care about her reputation more than anyone.
Having "figured it out," Yu Xiaogang's confidence, which had wavered for a moment, instantly became rock-solid.
He stepped forward, voice turning sharp with excitement.
"Bibi Dong, I'm giving you one last chance!"
"Order him, now, to repair my Spirit and help me break through my shackles!"
"Pff—!"
Across the room, Ning Fengzhi spat his tea, coughing until his entire face turned red.
Everyone else twitched violently, their expressions no longer "looking at a fool" but "admiring a rare national treasure."
—Order the Senior?
—Order that Senior?
Yu Xiaogang was absolutely insane.
But he didn't notice the suffocating silence around him.
He raised his voice even more, emboldened by delusion.
"As long as you agree, for the sake of our past relationship, I'll act as if nothing happened today! I'll take your secret to the grave!"
"But if you don't agree…"
He curled his swollen lips into a sinister smile.
Combined with his disfigured face, it was both ugly and hilarious.
"Then don't blame me for exposing everything and tearing apart all pretenses in public!"
Ning Fengzhi and Dai Tianfeng, who didn't know the details of their past, could barely hold back their laughter.
Past relationship?
You?
A washed-up failure kicked out of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?
With the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall?
What kind of delusion was this?
Meanwhile, the true "insiders" like Gold Crocodile Douluo and Ghost Douluo felt as if their IQ had been personally insulted.
Her Excellency had just acquired a youthful eighteen-year-old body—
From her eyelashes to her toes she radiated,
"get lost, our paths diverged decades ago."
Where was there any "relationship" to speak of?
And with how obviously smitten she was with the Senior now…
Yu Xiaogang was worth less than a fresh pile of dung.
Even so, the old dogs of Spirit Hall couldn't help but be curious—
Just what ultimate "secret" did this idiot think he held?
The hall fell into a peculiar stillness.
Half the room stared at Yu Xiaogang, anticipating his "earth-shattering revelation."
The other half watched Bibi Dong, curious how she would respond.
Finally, Bibi Dong moved.
She descended the stairs, each step deliberate, each movement elegant.
Her slender legs wrapped in eternal black silk hit everyone like a hammer to the heart.
She raised her chin slightly.
"Oh?"
A single syllable—
yet dripping with divine contempt.
Her gaze was cold, detached, as if she were looking at an ant crawling along her slipper.
"I'm curious."
"How exactly will you, a good-for-nothing forever stuck at level 29…"
"…tear off any pretenses with me?"
Her voice was calm.
Her words were lethal.
The sentence struck Yu Xiaogang's soul like lightning.
Level 29.
His lifelong nightmare, his greatest shame—
Exposed just like that.
Casually.
Mercilessly.
"You… you…"
Yu Xiaogang trembled violently, as if his entire body were about to explode.
"You forced me!"
"You forced me to do this!!!"
"You just wait—today I'll make you lose everything!"
He suddenly spun around, facing the entire restaurant.
His battered face puffed with pride and desperation.
"Everyone!"
"You still don't know, do you?!"
This sudden roar successfully attracted the attention of every living being present.
Gold Crocodile Douluo paused mid-stare at Azure Luan Douluo.
Dai Tianfeng stuck out his head further from between Bone Douluo's and Gold Crocodile Douluo's arms, unwilling to miss a single drop of drama.
"Huh? What happened?"
Even Ning Rongrong, who had fallen asleep drooling, was jolted awake, rubbing her eyes blearily.
Under countless gazes—
Yu Xiaogang dramatically raised his trembling arm and pointed straight at Lin Feng, who hadn't even bothered to blink this entire time.
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath.
With the posture of revealing a world-shaking conspiracy, he declared loudly:
"Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong and this man… definitely have an ambiguous relationship!!"
"Moreover! Ninety percent chance—she shamelessly threw herself at him!"
"And just now, before they came downstairs, they must have done something unspeakable!"
He finished with a flourish, confident he had dropped an atomic bomb.
But—
There was no uproar.
No shock.
No gasps.
The entire Feng Ran Pavilion once again fell into eerie silence.
Everyone stared at Yu Xiaogang…
…as if looking at a toddler who proudly declared he discovered that the sun rises in the east.
Gold Crocodile Douluo scratched his ear.
Turning to Azure Luan Douluo, he frowned.
"What'd he say? My ears are old, I didn't catch it."
Azure Luan Douluo's face didn't move.
"He said Her Excellency likes the Senior."
Gold Crocodile Douluo: "…"
Azure Luan: "That's it."
Gold Crocodile Douluo: "..."
Dai Tianfeng was utterly speechless.
This? This is your big shocking secret?
Brother, even people who are blind in both eyes can see Bibi Dong likes Senior Lin Feng.
This isn't a secret.
It's public consensus.
Did we need you to jump out, scream, and spit blood just to tell us this?
And as for "unspeakable things upstairs"…
Please, even if we didn't personally hear the Senior saying he was going to "change bodies" for the Supreme Pontiff, we still wouldn't have believed you.
Dai Tianfeng felt faintly offended that the slaps he gave Yu Xiaogang earlier were wasted on such an idiot.
Lin Feng—
His dishes are unmatched in the world.
His casual rewards are divine treasures.
He can reshape bodies.
He can revive people.
He's practically a walking deity.
And Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong liking such a man?
Perfectly normal.
Absolutely reasonable.
If anything—
Gold Crocodile Douluo secretly pinched his own cheeks, thinking:
If I were a woman, I'd probably chase Senior even harder than she does.
This silent sentiment echoed through the minds of every male Titled Douluo present.
But then—
A strange realization surfaced across the entire room at the same time.
Wait…
Among the people here…
Wasn't there one not in the "Bibi Dong likes Senior" group?
Whoosh—!!
Gold Crocodile Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Devil Bear Douluo—
All the male Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall turned their heads in unison, like synchronized beasts.
Their gazes snapped toward a certain figure in the crowd—