Chapter 354: Why Be Sad If You Never Gave Anything

When entering Wuhun City, Qin Jian was watched by all the commoners and even Spirit Masters in the city.

Clearly, they all wanted to see what he, the "Pope Consort," looked like upon his triumphant return...

But Qin Jian did not have a smile on his face as he had in the past, nor did he appear gentle to everyone.

This time, he acted clearly unapproachable, his face cold and frozen; he might as well have told everyone directly that he was very unhappy.

However, acting like this not only didn't make people dislike him, but instead gained him quite a few fanatical fans...

After all, a gentle and mild-mannered Pope Consort persona is nowhere near as charming as a cold, murderous, yet peerlessly handsome commander.

Passing through Wuhun City and entering the Pope Palace, it was already evening.

Qin Jian dismounted and, without stopping, walked straight toward the highest point.

Earlier, he had already sensed Bibi Dong's gaze watching from the terrace.

Returning this time, he had no idea how to face Bibi Dong.

After all, this woman truly wanted to take action against him; regardless of the reason, once such a decision was made, it meant it was difficult for Qin Jian to trust her again.

Unless he reached level 90, only then could her feelings be confirmed.

"Perhaps I should be glad; if not for the feedback from my soul power level, I might never be able to trust her again..."

Qin Jian's expression was heavy as he walked through the Pope Palace.

The passing Maids were good at reading expressions, and none of them came to disturb him.

"Regardless, before reaching level 80, I cannot have any more entanglements with her..."

The knot in his heart needed time to fade; at this moment, he just wanted to stay away from Bibi Dong.

"You... have returned..."

Arriving at the top floor, Bibi Dong was uncharacteristically standing at the door waiting for him.

But Qin Jian just nodded very calmly: "I have returned."

Unable to see any emotional fluctuation on his face, Bibi Dong was somewhat disappointed and could only say: "You've had a hard journey, take a bath and rest, let's have dinner together."

Qin Jian, upon hearing this, made no move; he simply looked at her silently once more, then said: "No need. Have the Maids move my things to the side hall; I will not be living here from now on."

Bibi Dong froze.

All the surrounding Maids lowered their heads, silent as cicadas in winter.

With their keen sense of smell, they had already sensed the abnormality—was this... the Pope and the Pope Consort having a fight? Moving out?

"Do you really want to do this?" Bibi Dong looked at him and said softly.

"Now that I have the ability to protect myself, wouldn't it be too shameless to keep sponging off the Pope?" Qin Jian said indifferently.

Bibi Dong suddenly wanted to hear him call her that again, Dong'er...

Her heart began to tighten again; so this is what the feeling of heartbreak is like...

"Fine... live wherever... you want to live."

Bibi Dong looked at Qin Jian's expressionless face and knew he had made up his mind and did not intend to have any more entanglements with her.

If it weren't for Hu Liena, he probably wouldn't have come back at all...

Realizing this, Bibi Dong lowered her eyes to hide the dim look in them.

Qin Jian did not look at her again and turned to leave.

At this point, they really had nothing left to say...

The only thing that could salvage this would likely be experiencing a life-or-death crisis together, and Bibi Dong being willing to risk her life to save him...

But such a plot only exists in novels; in reality... how could that happen?

Bibi Dong bears the Rakshasa God Trial, and even Qian Daoliu maintains a sense of wariness toward her.

And Qin Jian himself has the Silver Dragon Spear for protection, so it is impossible for him to encounter any life-or-death crisis.

Therefore, the possibility of that situation occurring does not exist for them now.

So what else is there to say? He could only leave everything to time...

"You..."

Seeing him turn around without hesitation, Bibi Dong still couldn't help but say: "Can you... have one more... dinner with me?"

Qin Jian's back stiffened.

He slowly turned his head, taking in her beautiful yet dim expression; he wanted to refuse directly, but in the end, he sighed softly: "Fine."

Seeing her eyes brighten by a fraction, Qin Jian felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.

The human heart is complex and unfathomable; although this woman is truly ruthless, the look of sorrow on her face at this moment could not be acted.

Because this is not an emotion she has possessed; she would not know how to act it.

Qin Jian could see at a glance that she was truly sorrowful.

She was the one who made the decision to scheme against him, and now she is also the one in pain and distress.

The human heart is never black and white; it is a blurred boundary that eventually mixes into gray.

The difference is that Qin Jian's gray heart leans toward white, while Bibi Dong's leans toward black.

Seeing Qin Jian turn and walk over, passing by her side toward the terrace where they usually had dinner, Bibi Dong took a deep breath and said: "Bring out all the wine I have collected."

"Ah... yes, Your Holiness!"

The Maids were clearly startled, but they recovered the next moment and hurriedly responded.

"Bring those wines I distilled as well..."

Qin Jian suddenly turned his head and said indifferently: "Those wines... were brewed for you in the first place, so... let's finish them tonight..."

Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel a sourness in her nose again, but she still nodded and said softly: "That is fine too."

This time, the Maids were truly frightened.

Originally, they had thought it was just a small quarrel between the Pope and the Pope Consort—such things had happened before, but they usually vanished into the Void under Qin Jian's banter.

But now it is completely different, because this time it is clearly their Empress Consort Qin Jian who is losing his temper.

And it is not the kind of petty squabble; his expression, his words, and his actions all show without exception that he truly intends to make a clean break with Bibi Dong.

He does not even intend to leave behind a single bottle of the wine he purified for Bibi Dong!

What on earth happened, to the point that the usually gentle and calm Empress Consort would actually develop such a resolute heart...

They do not know, and they dare not ask, but they secretly feel it is a pity.

In the days with Qin Jian, the originally temperamental Bibi Dong became much more emotionally stable, and consequently, the lives of these Maids also became much easier.

But now that they are separating, these Maids simply cannot imagine what the Pope will become in the future...

Dinner was served like flowing water, and Qin Jian and Bibi Dong sat opposite each other, both silent.

Having never sat opposite each other before, this time they seemed so like strangers.

Bibi Dong really wanted to be like Qin Jian, to shamelessly say: "I don't like sitting opposite, I want to sit with you."

But she is Bibi Dong after all, that proud Pope, and she could not do it...

"Why put on such a sad look..."

Seeing that dinner was laid out, Qin Jian took the initiative to pour a glass of red wine for each of them and said indifferently: "Originally, we had no relationship, and what happened later was merely my own wishful thinking. You have suffered no loss at all; even if you were somewhat moved, you never paid anything, so why be sad?"

Thanks to book friend 【Amogul】 for gifting the Silver Dragon King 12 chicken legs...

(End of this chapter)