Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 272 Bibi Dong's Embarrassment and Annoyance, The Little Angel is Late

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

Dai Chengfeng flicked his fingers and gently knocked on the door.

The sound is clear.

But inside the door, there was complete silence, no response whatsoever, as if no one was there.

"Not in the room?"

"But if she's not in the room, where could she be?"

Dai Chengfeng was somewhat puzzled.

Although Dai Chengfeng lost his soul power due to the explosion of his rings because he took the Dragon Pill, he has now fully recovered and his physical strength has also improved.

However, he doesn't want Bibi Dong to know yet, and he even uses the special nature of the Innate Skill to hide the fact that his soul power has been restored.

Therefore, Dai Chengfeng could not use his soul power to sense it.

Helpless, Dai Chengfeng had no choice but to knock on the door again, "Knock knock knock..."

However, there was still no response.

Dai Chengfeng tried turning the doorknob and found that the door was actually locked from the inside.

"She was indeed in the room, but she wouldn't open the door..."

"So you're still shy about what happened before?"

In an instant, Dai Chengfeng roughly understood the reason why Bibi Dong was 'pretending to be dead,' and a playful glint flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, Dai Chengfeng cleared his throat, "Teacher, are you in your room?"

Still, deathly silent.

"Teacher, I have to go out again to keep an appointment."

Silence followed again, just when Dai Chengfeng thought Bibi Dong would not respond.

At that moment, a response finally came from inside the door—it was still that cold, melodious voice, but now it sounded…

It was as if he was suppressing his anger.

"roll!"

A single word conveys shame, annoyance, and a sense of irritation that keeps people at arm's length.

Clearly, Dai Chengfeng guessed correctly.

His actions during the day have left the proud and arrogant pope still resentful, and being disturbed now only adds fuel to the fire.

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng touched his nose and listened to the suppressed anger in the voice inside the door. Instead of being annoyed, he found it amusing.

He could almost picture Bibi Dong leaning against the bed or sitting upright in a chair, her face frosty and her eyes sharp as knives, perhaps with a faint blush still lingering on her ears.

"Please calm down, teacher."

Dai Chengfeng, speaking through the door with a smile, jokingly said, "Since you've agreed, Master, then this disciple will take his leave."

"Please rest here and recuperate. Be sure to... conserve your energy."

His voice was light and eager, as if he was about to achieve his goal. He even emphasized the phrase "recharge and build up his strength" with a playful tone.

After saying that, without waiting for Bibi Dong's potentially harsher rebuke, he turned and left, his steps faster than when he came, and the wind he stirred up seemed to be stronger.

The wooden floorboards creaked even more clearly with each step he took, even as he hurried down the stairs…

A loose wooden board made a dull "crack" sound, and he accidentally stepped on it, causing it to crack slightly.

"Tsk!"

Dai Chengfeng glanced down, raised an eyebrow, and gained a new understanding of the power he had just acquired. "It seems I really need to be careful."

However, this little incident did not affect his mood at all.

"asshole!"

Once Dai Chengfeng's footsteps had completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, a furious curse finally echoed from behind the door.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was curled up on the red sofa, barefoot, her ten cute, round toes taut...

The moonlight sparingly outlined her graceful neck and half of her profile, making her delicate, porcelain-like skin appear as if veiled in frost. Her long, purple hair, slightly damp from a bath, cascaded loosely over her shoulders, with a few strands clinging restlessly to the smooth skin of her neck.

The scenes from the daytime remained vividly clear in her mind, and even after Dai Chengfeng's departure, they kept resurfacing uncontrollably.

The oppressive feeling brought by the boy's sudden approach.

The irresistible force in his fingertips was the most deadly...

It was that warm and strange touch he had just kissed her earlobe, mixed with the unusual sensation of his gentle breath brushing against her skin!
"Um……"

A very soft, almost sighing murmur startled Bibi Dong herself, and she was quickly overwhelmed.

Almost simultaneously, her icy jade-like earlobes seemed to be licked by an invisible flame, instantly turning a suspicious blush that quickly spread to the base of her ears.

On one cheek barely illuminated by the moonlight, a touch of pale pink, like a crack suddenly appearing on a frozen lake, betrayed her desperate attempt to maintain a calm facade.

"hateful!"

Bibi Dong silently cursed in her heart.

I looked up and saw the huge mirror embedded in the dressing table.

The person in the mirror is still her—the high and mighty Pope of the Spirit Hall, possessing an honor that looks down upon all living beings.

But deep within those beautiful eyes reflected in the mirror, mirroring the cold moonlight, a distinct embarrassment, completely incongruous with her status, was surging—an embarrassment that could only arise in a young girl's life!
"What do you mean by 'recharging and conserving energy'?!"

"This wicked disciple... he did it on purpose!"

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Tian Dou City, western suburbs, in a separate courtyard.

A cool night breeze drifted through the sparse bamboo grove of the courtyard, bringing with it the scent of grass and earth, dispelling the last traces of the day's heat.

Dai Chengfeng leaned back in a cushioned rattan chair, his fingertips unconsciously tapping lightly on the smooth armrest, producing a soft, rhythmic tapping sound.

He looked up and surveyed the secluded and elegant courtyard.

The moonlight, like water, poured over the stone path, the rustic pavilion, and the pond of newly blooming water lilies, outlining a tranquil silhouette.

However, time passed by, and the appointed time had long passed.

But the thousand-foot snow did not arrive today.

"strangeness……"

Dai Chengfeng frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "This isn't like her at all."

In Dai Chengfeng's memory, the Crown Prince of Tiandou, who used the alias "Xue Qinghe," was always meticulous and punctual in his actions, making every second count and never delaying in the slightest.

Being so late today is really unusual.

For a moment, Dai Chengfeng unconsciously tapped the armrest more frequently.

He remembered last night...

In an instant, the image of the girl's slightly flushed face under the moonlight clearly appeared in her mind. Those pale golden eyes, which were usually clear and firm and contained ambition and wisdom, were filled with watery shyness and helplessness at that moment.

The brief, slightly immature yet incredibly soft touch on my lips seemed to still linger with a faint fragrance...

"Heh... Could it be because of this?"

Dai Chengfeng's lips unconsciously curved into a slightly amused smile.

But then he gently shook his head, "But this 'little angel,' surely she's not so shy as to not even dare to see me?"

"I have important business to attend to today."

After all, Qian Renxue gave Dai Chengfeng a Dragon Pill, which gave him the possibility of unlocking his second Martial Soul, so Dai Chengfeng naturally wouldn't remain silent.

Thinking.

Dai Chengfeng took out a white flower from his Soul Guidance Ring.

Under the moonlight, this white flower strangely shone with a holy glow, making its extraordinary nature easily apparent.

(End of this chapter)