403. What Are You Even Thinking?

Hearing Bibi Dong's mocking laughter and scornful words, Liu Erlong bit her bloodstained lips and lowered her gaze, concealing the humiliation in her eyes.

She had searched for so long, waited for so many years.

Finally, she had the chance to see Qian Renjue again. How could she give up so easily?

Still kneeling, she pressed on:
“Then may I ask... Your Majesty, what must I do for you to forgive me?”

“Hmph.”

Bibi Dong looked down at the beautiful woman kneeling before her, a glint of surprise flickering in her eyes.

She chuckled coldly,
“Liu Erlong, Liu Erlong...

You still naively think I’m targeting you because of that worthless man, don’t you?”

“...”

Liu Erlong froze slightly at her words.

Worthless man? Who was she referring to?

She lifted her gaze to meet Bibi Dong’s icy eyes, her own filled with astonishment.

In Bibi Dong’s gaze, there was only cold indifference, disgust, and even a hint of regret.

“That worthless man’s life or death has nothing to do with me. If he dares show his face again, I won’t hesitate to send him straight to hell!”

Bibi Dong’s voice was frosty, her expression devoid of any warmth.

“Oh, right.”

As if recalling something amusing, Bibi Dong’s lips curled into a sardonic smile.
“A few years ago, Jue blinded him.

And he even took Tang Hao’s son as his disciple? Truly digging his own grave.”

“You... How could you…”

Liu Erlong couldn’t detect any flaws in Bibi Dong’s words or demeanor, yet she was baffled.

Why had things changed so much?

Why did Qian Renjue harbor such hatred? Was it merely because of his teacher?

And Bibi Dong… Why had she changed?

Bibi Dong didn’t give Liu Erlong any time to process her thoughts.

Leaning down, she stared coldly into Liu Erlong’s eyes and declared icily:
“Liu Erlong, I’ll warn you again—stop trying to get close to Jue!”

“Do you want to be by his side? As his woman? I won’t allow it! Stop indulging in your ridiculous fantasies!”

“Remember this: without my permission, you’ll never step through the Qian family’s gates! Not now, not ever!”

Bibi Dong’s words were sharp and resolute, leaving no room for doubt.

“...”

Liu Erlong lifted her head and met her gaze directly.

Realizing that Bibi Dong would never accept her, she ceased her futile resistance.

But just Bibi Dong? She would never be a true obstacle!

What right did Bibi Dong have to say “never”?

A calm smile tugged at Liu Erlong’s crimson lips. Her voice trembled slightly as she replied,
“Hah, you’re nothing more than Jue’s teacher.”

“Just his teacher?”

Bibi Dong sneered, as if she had just heard the most absurd joke.

Gradually, her emotions stabilized. Narrowing her eyes, she spoke with a self-satisfied tone:
“Our so-called teacher-student relationship is nothing more than a facade to deceive others.”

A facade?!

Liu Erlong froze, her sharp instincts piecing together the implications.

Qian Renjue’s hostility, Bibi Dong’s drastic change, her relentless targeting—

Could there be a deeper relationship between the two of them?

Liu Erlong gritted her teeth in anger, the realization igniting her fury. She blurted out without thinking:
“You... You and Jue are master and disciple! How could you possibly take advantage of him?”

“Huh?”

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, momentarily taken aback.

But as she observed Liu Erlong’s expression—one of indignation and a hint of possessiveness—understanding dawned.

Her face flushed crimson with embarrassment, and her expression turned to one of anger and shame.



“You wretched woman! What nonsense are you spouting?!”

“Stop accusing others while you’re guilty yourself!”

“Jue is my son! I can do whatever I want with him.”

“You, a woman like you, are not worthy of Jue!”

Bibi Dong's sharp voice echoed as her eyes glinted with fury.

How could she possibly commit such a thing? Only this shameless woman could think of something so vile!

“S-son…? M-mother?!”

Now it was Liu Erlong’s turn to be stunned.

Her eyes widened in shock, her mind swirling as if she had been struck by lightning.
All her doubts seemed to dissolve in an instant.

So Bibi Dong was actually Jue’s biological mother!

No wonder. No wonder Jue was willing to risk his life.

The former Pope and the current one were Jue’s parents in the Spirit Hall!

Liu Erlong raised her head, her face full of disbelief.
“You… you and the former—”

“Shut up!”

Bibi Dong's furious roar cut her off, her killing intent almost tangible.

She looked like a vengeful demoness, ready to devour someone whole.

If Liu Erlong dared to continue speaking, she would not hesitate to act.

“...”

Liu Erlong immediately fell silent, trembling in fear.

Seeing the disgust and rage in Bibi Dong’s eyes, she dared not utter another word.

Still, her heart filled with hidden speculations.

At the same time, Liu Erlong no longer had the will to confront Bibi Dong.

If she still wanted to have any connection with Jue, Bibi Dong was indeed an insurmountable obstacle.

“...”

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, suppressing the urge to kill, and stood upright once again.

She cast a cold glance at Liu Erlong and said indifferently,
“I might as well tell you: everything I said just now was agreed upon with Jue.”

Before the words had fully settled, Liu Erlong raised her head in disbelief and looked at Bibi Dong strangely.

Her gaze made Bibi Dong uncomfortable.

“Your Majesty, you should know your own child better than anyone.”

“I’ve spent over ten years with him.

I absolutely don’t believe the Holy Son would say such things!”

Though she was wary of Bibi Dong’s authority, Liu Erlong softened her tone considerably.
Even her way of addressing Qian Renjue had been carefully adjusted.

“Hmph, ten years.”

Bibi Dong sneered, her delicate face showing a faint hint of jealousy.

Instead of getting angry at being exposed, she seemed almost resigned.

After all, her beloved son was just too kind.

Bibi Dong lowered her gaze, looking at Liu Erlong mockingly, her lips curling into a smirk.
“So what if it’s been ten years? Jue doesn’t remember you.”

“To him, the time you speak of doesn’t even exist.”

“You want to call me ‘Mother in law’? I won’t allow it!”

“...”

Liu Erlong was rendered speechless by Bibi Dong’s words.

She was right. At this point, her feelings were entirely one-sided.

But she believed that Jue would never make her wait for so many years again.

“I’ve said everything that needs to be said.”

Standing tall, holding her scepter, Bibi Dong regained her imposing aura as the peerless Pope.
Her voice was cold and commanding.

“Now, leave Spirit City immediately. Stop disturbing my son.”

“He already has fiancées, and not just one.”

“Your Majesty...”

Liu Erlong lowered her gaze and spoke softly.

At this moment, she knelt willingly, because Bibi Dong was Jue’s mother.
She wanted to try one last time.

But Bibi Dong’s patience had already run out.

“Remember my words! Don’t force me to have someone throw you out.
Respect is something you give yourself!”

“Ling Yuan! See her out!”

Bibi Dong shouted toward the door.

Without waiting for Ling Yuan to arrive, she took the lead and walked out with her scepter.

“Your Majesty.”

As they passed each other, Ling Yuan greeted her respectfully, not daring to provoke her wrath.

Without stopping, Bibi Dong instructed,
“If she doesn’t leave, throw her out. After that, come see me.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. I will obey!”

Ling Yuan bowed deeply.

After Bibi Dong left, Ling Yuan approached Liu Erlong step by step.