Chapter 321: Dong'er, what is a sense of proportion?

"Let's not be so formal in private, how about that?"

Qin Jian's face was full of a brilliant smile, leaving Bibi Dong not knowing how to vent her anger.

"Alright, what needed to be said has been said, you may go and rest."

Bibi Dong waved her hand, turned around, and said, "Take the Guard Captain to the outer chambers to rest."

"Yes," the Maids replied in unison.

A Maid who was clearly the leader said with slight hesitation, "Your Excellency, what standard should the Guard Captain's provisions be…?"

Bibi Dong was clearly stunned for a moment, then said, "The same as mine."

The gaze of every Maid toward Qin Jian immediately became one of immense reverence.

Just this one sentence from Bibi Dong let them know how high Qin Jian's status in the Spirit Hall would be in the future.

Can't afford to offend, definitely can't afford to offend…

"My Lord, please follow us."

Guided by several Maids, Qin Jian walked along with them, leaving the terrace to go rest in the outer chambers.

Bibi Dong turned around, looking alone at the vast land ahead, her gaze carrying a hint of bewilderment.

"How exactly should I treat him…"

The Maids had all retreated; no one could hear her talking to herself.

"A Ten Thousand Year Love Tribulation, the details are impossible to remember clearly, but that kind of emotion cannot be erased…"

"To me, he is too special… so special that there were indeed a few moments where I truly wanted to be with him… to let him be my Pope Consort…"

Bibi Dong gripped the Scepter in her hand tightly.

"Such emotions are… too great an influence on me…"

"My goal is to control this world; I cannot be tethered here…"

"The best way is still what I planned before: utilize him, then scheme to obtain the Soul Ring and soul bone…"

"This will be the most colorful stroke on my path to the pinnacle…"

She slammed the Scepter down hard, as if making up her mind.

"He is compassionate, which conflicts with my philosophy; if we were to be together by force, conflict would inevitably arise in the future…"

"Since the ending won't be good, it's better not to start at all!"

"No matter what, I cannot be bewitched by male beauty!"

"……"

Not to mention what Bibi Dong was thinking about alone on the terrace…

Inside the Elder Hall, there was also a place where the lights had not yet gone out, and several figures were swaying slightly.

"Qian Qian, this gambling battle between you sisters and Qin Jian has blown up; if you truly fail, then the nearly ten thousand Spirit Masters of the Soul Hunting Team will fall under the Pope's control… and what's more, your Senior Brother will have died in vain!"

Qianjun Douluo sat in the main seat, his expression one of Killing Sword Intent: "Therefore, this time, you are only allowed to win, not to lose!"

"Don't worry, Teacher. With the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of my sister and me, even if he is an 80th-level Spirit Douluo, he will undoubtedly lose!" Qian Qian said, full of confidence.

Sitting below Qianjun Douluo was Shemao Douluo.

His eyes swept over like a venomous snake, and he said coldly, "What we want is not just an inevitable loss, but an inevitable death. Otherwise, why would the Elder Hall agree to such a request? That is the command authority over nearly ten thousand Spirit Masters!"

"Yes! We will definitely find an opportunity to kill him!" Qian Qian said immediately.

But Qianjun Douluo shook his head: "Qian Qian, I am very reassured by you, but I am not reassured by your sister. If she secretly reveals the weakness of your Martial Soul Fusion Skill, what then?"

"That won't happen, Sister will certainly not go against Teacher's orders," Qian Qian said without hesitation.

"Sigh…"

Qianjun Douluo sighed slightly and said, "If only your sister were as obedient as you, how good that would be."

"Ah? Teacher, you suspect that Sister…"

Qian Qian's face turned somewhat pale.

"People have their own aspirations; one cannot force them."

Qianjun Douluo shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. Since we have already guessed that she might defect, we shall just play along with her scheme."

"Qian Qian, for tomorrow's gambling battle, you do this…"

"……"

The night passed without incident, each with their own calculations.

When the next morning arrived and the sunlight spilled over Wuhun City, Qin Jian woke up from his sleep.

It must be said, this was the most comfortable place he had ever stayed in.

After all, it was Pope-level treatment; all the configurations were the highest level in the Dalu.

The bed, soft as a cloud, had almost awakened a Seal Soul Skill of its own, making Qin Jian struggle for a long time, unable to get up smoothly.

"Sigh, this seal is so powerful, I'd better not struggle…"

Unfortunately, after Bibi Dong got up, the Maids in the entire main hall began to operate like workers on an assembly line.

Qin Jian felt embarrassed to continue lingering in bed.

"How did you sleep last night?"

After washing up, Qin Jian was guided to the dining table.

Unlike the terrace dinner last night, this dining table was set up next to a floor-to-ceiling glass window.

Looking out, it was the same unobstructed scenery, yet it carried a bit more tranquility.

Qin Jian hadn't expected that his dream of a luxury flat from his past life hadn't been realized, but in this life, he had achieved it by being a kept man…

Bibi Dong, however, was accustomed to such scenery, unlike Qin Jian, who took a few extra looks.

At this moment, she only offered a daily greeting, as if a host were asking a guest how they were staying, yet there was a faint sense of detachment.

This was something Bibi Dong had deliberately cultivated.

After thinking it over all last night, she had finally made up her mind not to be seduced by male charms, so she began to draw a line today.

But a single action from Qin Jian made this sense of distance vanish.

He directly picked up his breakfast tray and placed it beside Bibi Dong, sitting side-by-side with her very skillfully, even more intimately than an ordinary married couple eating breakfast after waking up.

Bibi Dong: "..."

"How do you have no sense of propriety at all?" she said, turning her head with a taut face.

"Mmph..."

Qin Jian turned his head with half a piece of bread in his mouth and asked indistinctly: "Dong'er, what is propriety?"

It was as if a large "#" symbol had appeared on Bibi Dong's forehead.

"Forget it, let's eat breakfast..."

She sighed softly and silently dealt with the food on her plate.

The poor Female Pope was also realizing for the first time the principle that if a person has no shame, they are invincible in the world...

A breakfast ended in an endless push-and-pull between a shameless man and a reserved woman.

"Whew..."

Finally over, Bibi Dong subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, picked up her Scepter, and said: "Let's go, it will be time for the wager battle in a while."

"Time passes so quickly..."

Qin Jian's look of wanting more made Bibi Dong unable to help but roll her eyes.

She lowered her eyelids and swept a glance over her own hand, where a trace of warmth seemed to still remain.

Just now, she had accidentally fallen into Qin Jian's trap again, and her hand, which had remained pure and flawless for so many years, had been thoroughly defiled by him...

When Qin Jian and Bibi Dong walked out of the main entrance of the Pope Palace one after the other, they saw thousands of golden-armored warriors already standing solemnly on the plaza.

And at the very front were the twin Commanders, Qian Yu and Qian Qian.

"Greetings, Pope!"

The next moment, the kneeling, saluting, and shouting were done in one go, and in an instant, the sound waves were heaven-shaking.

As Guard Captain, Qin Jian naturally did not need to kneel with them every single moment.

He stood by Bibi Dong's side, scanning his future subordinates with a gaze filled with slight curiosity.

Their momentum looked quite good...

"Since everyone has arrived, then the wager battle may begin."

Bibi Dong waved her Scepter and said: "Invite Elder Qianjun to grace us with his presence to watch the battle."

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