Gu Yuena heard Luo Yu’s inquiry and fell into thought for a mont.
Luo Yu’s face lit up with joy, "You know?"
Gu Yuena’s purple pupils seriously gazed back, and she shook her head blankly.
"I don’t know."
Then what the hell were you thinking about, Luo Yu thought to himself, speechless.
As if she had read the man’s mind, Gu Yuena rolled her eyes and said:
"I was just recalling in my head, trying to see if there’s any treasure in Soul Land that could tempt a Level One Deity."
"It seems like Soul Land doesn’t have any such supre treasure worth a Level One Deity hatching a sche for tens of thousands of years."
Luo Yu pinched the bridge of his nose and said in a deep voice:
"There must be a treasure."
"The Rakshasa God ntioned it emphatically when he battled ."
"If there were no profits to be had in Soul Land, he wouldn’t have spent so much effort creating an avatar here."
Gu Yuena shrugged her fragrant shoulders.
"Should’ve kept that guy alive, good for an interrogation."
Luo Yu joked with a smile, "Who told you to slap him so fiercely, directly wiping him out."
"Seeing him hit you made soone upset, okay?"
Gu Yuena subconsciously let out a coquettish huff, yet her eyes quickly turned serious.
She cleared her throat twice.
Luo Yu imdiately got the hint.
With Gu Yuena’s tsundere nature, of course she wouldn’t say such sappy, caring words.
That was an involuntary show of her true feelings just now.
Seeing Gu Yuena’s burning gaze, Luo Yu tactfully covered his ears.
"I didn’t hear anything just now."
"Tch!"
Gu Yuena, irked, bit down on her silver teeth. This jerk.
It was only this stinky man that could cause ripples in her eternal glacier of emotions,
making her seem like a shy girl.
At this mont, Luo Yu, out of the corner of his eye, noticed the three won on the ground and subconsciously shrank his neck.
Uh oh.
We’re screwed.
Dong’er and the others were still down there. Seeing how close he and Gu Yuena were, they’re bound to be extrely jealous afterward.
...
On the ground, Bossi complained:
"Stinky man, bad man!"
"Just got out of danger and you’re already flirting with another woman."
"Do you even have , your wife, in your heart?"
"Wife?" Bi Bidong glanced at her, "You two haven’t even been married, and you’re already calling yourself the wife?"
"What else?" Bossi held her chin up high and coldly huffed, "No marriage, but we’ve already had the reality of husband and wife, haven’t we?"
"What’s the use of that?" Bi Bidong sighed while keeping an eye on the man and woman high above, "From what I can see, with this woman here, it’s not certain whether we sisters can end up with Luo Yu in the end."
"She dares to keep us from being with Brother Yu?" Bossi glared imdiately.
"Why wouldn’t she dare?" Bi Bidong smiled aningfully, "The two of us together probably wouldn’t even withstand a single slap from her, right?"
Bossi felt a chill down her back, the mory of that Nine-Colored Giant Palm involuntarily surfacing in her mind.
"Who... Who is this woman, and why does she possess such power?"
Bi Bidong said, "Does her origin and power matter? What’s important is, we can forget about the position of Harem Master."
Bossi’s face suddenly turned extrely awkward, recalling her previous direct confrontation with Bi Bidong, thinking that defeating her would secure the Harem Master’s position.
Thinking back on it now, it seed like a joke.
It was just like chickens pecking at each other.
With this unfathomable woman present, what would it matter if she and Bi Bidong settled their score?
They were still going to be suppressed.
"Wow, stinky man, you’re really sothing."
"I thought we were the biggest fish in his pond. Turns out, a big shark has shown up," Bossi said trembling with anger, yet powerless.
"Now there’s only one way," Bi Bidong said.
"What way?" Bossi asked anxiously.
"Instead of waiting for Brother Yu to abandon you, why don’t you abandon him first?"
"Get lost!"
Bossi rudely dismissed the remark.
"You, as the Female Pope, are pretty cunning yourself. By sending away, you reduce one competitor, don’t you?"
Bi Bidong shook her head.
"Since you don’t want to leave that slly man, and neither do I, then there’s only one plan for us now."
Bossi shook her head.
"Forget it, I can tell that you’re out of ideas now."
"With that woman’s terrifying strength, we might as well say goodbye to the status of Harem Master. We’re lucky if we’re not pushed out entirely."
"No, we can join forces," the light flickered in Bi Bidong’s phoenix eyes.
Bossi pursed her rosy lips.
"What can we do by joining hands? We still can’t beat her."
Bi Bidong glared, her stunning face full of disdain.
"Vulgar being!"
"Always talking about fighting. Is love all about who’s the strongest and who gets the highest status?"
Bossi’s gaze turned strange, and she couldn’t help but want to interrupt.
We were fighting back and forth over the top spot before, wasn’t it because we disregarded the other won due to the issue of strength?
However, she held back her words, wanting to hear what Bi Bidong would say.
Bi Bidong whispered, "The field of love is not about fighting and killing; it’s about human feelings and worldliness."
"Who becos the Harem Master is still up to Brother Yu, isn’t it?"
"As long as Brother Yu likes both of us, what can she do with her great strength against us, right?"
Bossi’s eyes lit up, as if she had realized sothing.
Her breathing beca hurried.
"Keep talking," she urged.
Bi Bidong blinked her phoenix eyes, "We don’t need to compete with that woman in strength; why don’t we just find a way to beco more favored?"
"But that woman’s beauty, figure, and temperant are not beneath ours. Even with the addition of her strength, she’s sowhat stronger. How can we compete?" Bossi hesitated.
Bi Bidong, unwilling to admit defeat, said:
"No matter how formidable she is, she’s just one woman."
"But we are two sisters together."
"I don’t believe that if we sisters join forces and treat Brother Yu well, we can’t outdo that woman."
"How do we treat him well?" Bossi was sowhat confused.
Bi Bidong bit her lip, not speaking for a mont.
The pallor of her delicate face began to flush with color.
Her voluptuous body seed sowhat constrained.
Such a scene was rare on the austere and haughty Female Pope.
"Co on, speak up. Don’t just stop halfway," Bossi urged.
She was impatient, waiting for Bi Bidong’s strategy to ’treat Yu’ well.
"I’m a bit too embarrassed to say it," Bi Bidong said shyly.
"What ti is it to be shy about what you can’t speak of?" Bossi urged nonchalantly.
After hesitating for a mont, Bi Bidong whispered:
"The field of love is like a battlefield."
"Since we have no advantage in looks or strength, there’s much to be done in other ways,"
"Like what clothes to wear, what hairstyle to do, what makeup to apply, what tone to use, what kind of posture..."
"Ahem."
Bi Bidong’s cheeks were now red enough to drip water.
To keep Luo Yu’s heart, she was willing to go all out, daring to say anything.
Bossi’s mouth hung open wide. Although Bi Bidong hadn’t finished her sentence, how could she not understand the aning?
"So..."
"You an to say..."
"Just act coquettishly, and that’s it?"
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