Bibi Dong held the skewer with both hands, bowed slightly, and presented it with reverence.
Her alluring purple eyes shimmered with a perfectly controlled trace of tenderness — just enough to melt a man, not enough to drown him.
"Senior."
Her voice was soft, sweet, and dripping with careful affection.
"You've been grilling for so long. We've all eaten… but you haven't had a single bite."
"This last skewer… please eat it while it's hot."
The moment her gentle words fell—
BOOM!
Ghost Douluo felt like a meteor slammed into his skull.
He froze.
Blank.
Mental blue screen.
WHAT.
THE.
HELL?!
It could be played like THIS?!
He looked down at his own skewer—now stripped clean—then at Bibi Dong's "thoughtful daughter serving her parent" expression…
His handsome face flushed crimson.
It's over.
He… he had only thought about EATING!
Why didn't he think of using this skewer to flatter the Senior?!
What a waste!
What a stupid dog he was!
On the other side, Chrysanthemum Douluo trembled, his orchid fingers quivering like he was performing some earthquake-level dance move.
HE!
The number-one social expert in Spirit Hall!
Usually the fastest to read a room!
Yet at THIS critical moment…
He was outmaneuvered by the Supreme Pontiff herself?!
Damn that woman! She stole my spotlight!
Meanwhile, Lin Feng looked at the skewer offered to him.
Then at Bibi Dong.
This woman…
her understanding of interpersonal battlefield tactics was terrifyingly high-level.
"Thoughtful."
Lin Feng accepted it without politeness.
He took a bite.
Crispy surface.
Juicy meat.
Chili and cumin exploding like fireworks.
YES.
This was the flavor of life.
While he savored it, Bibi Dong nearly stopped breathing.
The Senior…
ate the skewer she handed him…
Her purple eyes lit up brilliantly.
If Lin Feng weren't watching, she'd probably be rolling on the ground screaming with joy.
Lin Feng swallowed and commented casually:
"The taste is fine. Your technique didn't decline."
He paused.
"But it feels… like it lacks a soul."
Lacks a soul??
Everyone's jaws collectively dropped to the floor.
It tastes THIS good and it's still missing something?!
Then what would REAL "with soul" taste like — ascension?!
Before they could digest the shock, Lin Feng stepped to a half-height wooden barrel.
He grabbed a large frosted glass and pulled the tap.
"Gurgle gurgle—"
Golden liquid surged out, topped with fluffy white foam.
A refreshing malty aroma spread through the air.
Lin Feng lifted the glass and took a long pull.
"Ha—"
A lazy, content, pinch-of-ecstasy smile appeared on his face.
A real one.
Not the polite ones he usually gave food.
Everyone stared at the glass like it emitted divine light.
What is THAT?!
Golden.
Fragrant.
Cold.
Foamy.
And the Senior's expression…
That wasn't "tasty."
That was "finally living again."
Everyone's hearts combusted with desire.
Lin Feng swirled the half-full glass and tilted his chin toward Bibi Dong.
Want some?
Bibi Dong's face flushed instantly, and she nodded—
shyly.
Lin Feng blinked.
Why are you blushing?
It's beer, not a marriage certificate.
Then the next moment—
He froze.
Because Bibi Dong walked over gracefully…
Extended her slender hand…
And—
Took the exact glass he had just drunk from.
Lin Feng: "?"
All Titled Douluo: "???"
The air solidified on the spot.
Everyone stared at the glass.
The rim…
had…
the Senior's…
…traces on it.
Under countless scorching gazes, Bibi Dong's cheeks turned bright red.
But her movements?
Smooth.
Calm.
Decisive.
She lifted the glass.
Her red lips parted—and pressed EXACTLY on the spot Lin Feng had drunk from.
"!!!!!!!!!!"
All present experienced collective cardiac arrest.
"Gulp."
The cool liquid slid down her throat — and Bibi Dong felt like a golden lightning bolt blasted from scalp to heels.
Her whole body buzzed.
The heaviness from grilled meat disappeared instantly; her entire soul refreshed.
Her cold purple eyes widened.
So…
SO delicious!
Shyness forgotten, she lifted the glass again—
"Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!"
She downed the rest in one go like a seasoned warrior.
A drop of golden liquid traced her chin and vanished into her deep neckline.
The Titled Douluo nearly fainted.
When she set down the empty glass…
A sudden force rushed up from her stomach.
"Bu—urrrrrrrrrrp!!!~~~~"
A long, echoing, resonant burp blasted across Feng Ran Pavilion's entrance.
Then she even smacked her lips twice.
"Smack, smack."
The world froze.
Bibi Dong froze.
Her soul left her body.
Burped. In. Front. Of. The. Senior.
Her mind:
Goodbye everyone. I am leaving. Cremate me immediately.
She forced herself not to run away in disgrace.
She timidly lifted her eyes to peek at Lin Feng—
Ready to faint if she saw disgust.
But Lin Feng merely raised an eyebrow.
A faint smile.
"It seems you really like this taste."
Like thunder from heaven.
Her panic dissolved instantly into pure, overflowing joy.
He didn't dislike her!
Meanwhile, the Elders' expressions twisted like they were collectively constipated.
Your Holiness…
We know you're in love, but please!
We still represent the face of Spirit Hall!
In a corner—
Qian Renxue's face turned red. Then white. Then blue. Then red again.
The air around her shook.
She was clearly undergoing a mental tribulation.
Too embarrassing!
Too humiliating!
Why is her own mother doing THIS in public?!
Then—
A horrifying thought struck her.
Wait… wait… wait.
That glass…
Senior drank from it first.
Mom drank from it second.
Isn't this…
AN INDIRECT KISS?!
Qian Renxue froze.
Her brain exploded.
She looked at her useless grandfather…
Then at her utterly shameless biological mother…
And a terrifying, world-shattering conclusion formed:
**"Oh no…"
Grandpa wants me to get a step-grandma…
AND NOW MY MOM WANTS TO GET ME A STEPDAD?!"**
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