Yu Xiaogang, who had just served as Dai Tianfeng's personal punching sandbag—slapped left, right, up, and down until his soul was halfway out of his body—finally found a moment of silence to breathe.
His mouth was full of blood, half his teeth were gone, his face swollen like a pig's head, and his vision was shaking like a broken lantern.
He struggled to lift his head.
The first thing he saw was—
Lin Feng.
That detestable Little White Face.
Still standing there with that infuriatingly calm, indifferent expression, as if even acknowledging Yu Xiaogang's existence was beneath him.
Behind him—
Someone descended the stairs step by step.
Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank violently.
Bibi Dong?!
That… that was Bibi Dong?!
How?! How was this possible?!
The woman floating down the stairs looked only eighteen or nineteen.
Skin like white jade, glowing soft enough to squeeze out water.
Her young, fresh face overlapped perfectly with the image he had treasured in his memory for decades—
The Bibi Dong of his youth.
But why… why did she become like this?!
Yu Xiaogang's mind buzzed blankly.
Then—
His gaze landed on Bibi Dong's cheeks.
Pink. Soft. Glowing.
Like peaches drenched in morning dew.
A faint blush still lingered—
The afterglow of utter satisfaction and indulgent comfort.
Of course, he didn't know this was from Bibi Dong rolling around in Lin Feng's bed earlier while burying her face in his pillow like a love-struck maniac.
He knew nothing of soul transfer.
Nothing of body reconstruction.
In his outdated, narcissistic, proudly ignorant worldview—
A woman showing such a drastic change…
could only mean one thing:
She had been thoroughly, passionately conquered by a man.
And not just anyone—
But by that Little White Face standing in front of her.
Her gaze practically glued to Lin Feng's back.
Full of soft longing and infatuation.
The blush on her cheeks—
that was not shyness.
It was the unmistakable glow of…
"a night well spent."
Crack!
All the "clues" connected perfectly inside Yu Xiaogang's twisted mind.
He was being slapped senseless here.
Dragged across the floor like a stray dog.
And she?
She was upstairs—
rolling in the sheets with that pretty-boy bastard!!
"BIBI DONG!!"
No one knew where the strength came from, but Yu Xiaogang suddenly broke free of Dai Tianfeng's grip and staggered to his feet.
He pointed at the youthful, radiant Bibi Dong and unleashed a hoarse, venomous roar:
"You slut! How can you be so shameless?!"
That line—
like a hammer dipped in fresh manure—
smashed into the middle of the silent restaurant.
The entire room froze.
If the previous silence was from shock and awe at Bibi Dong's transformation—
This silence was pure disbelief at Yu Xiaogang's brain-destroying suicidal courage.
Swish—
Every gaze in the room turned toward Yu Xiaogang.
Full of solemn pity.
The kind reserved for observing a rare creature whose brain had clearly not evolved properly.
In the corner—
Hu Liena, who had just pinned Zhu Zhuqing to interrogate her about "positions," froze mid-action.
Her slender hand slipped down the wall, and she nearly headbutted Zhu Zhuqing's chest.
"D-did I just hear that right…?"
Her expression was exactly that of someone watching a heroic warrior leap voluntarily into a cesspit to perform synchronized swimming.
Especially Dai Tianfeng.
The Star Luo Emperor, who had been crushed for hours between Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—
The instant he heard Yu Xiaogang's suicidal roar, his brain didn't react.
But his instincts did.
He executed a flawless tactical retreat.
Like a lubricated loach, he zipped behind Gold Crocodile Douluo and Bone Douluo.
Their massive, steel-like bodies squeezed him until he wheezed—
But Dai Tianfeng had never felt safer in his life.
He peeked out from between their armpits, eyes shining with awe.
This brother… is a wolf.
Under the divine light of this man's self-sacrifice,
even Gold Crocodile and Bone Douluo suddenly seemed gentle and lovable.
And then—
Almost the moment the word "slut" left his mouth—
Bibi Dong, who had just stepped off the last stair—
Her youthful beauty, her fresh vitality, her joy of rebirth—
All of it vanished.
Her expression instantly froze.
Her new amethyst-bright eyes turned cold in seconds—
colder than the deepest abyss at midnight.
No matter how her appearance changed—
Her heart, tempered by betrayal and darkness, had never softened.
That cold gaze locked onto Yu Xiaogang.
Last night, she had been too consumed with reshaping her body, celebrating her new life, and burying her face in Senior's pillow—
completely forgetting this piece of garbage existed.
She never expected him to deliver himself to her doorstep to die.
Her gaze was like two poison-tipped icicles driving straight into Yu Xiaogang's skull.
"What did you say?"
Her voice wasn't loud.
But even Titled Douluo trembled.
Yu Xiaogang instinctively shuddered.
But only for a moment.
Because—
His last remaining neuron suddenly sparked.
He understood.
He got it.
Her killing intent—this tone—
It wasn't anger from being insulted.
It was—
Because he hit the truth!
Because she felt guilty!
Afraid!
Exposed!
She didn't dare let him talk!
That must be it!
This was her guilty conscience erupting!
Yu Xiaogang straightened his back.
In his delusion, he felt he had completely grasped Bibi Dong's weakness.
This was his chance—
his only chance to turn the tables!
If he controlled this secret—
Bibi Dong would have to beg him.
Repair his spirit!
Help him break through!
Make him a Grandmaster for real!
His fear evaporated, replaced with righteous arrogance.
He puffed out his swollen chest, raised his battered pig-head face—
And shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Don't think I don't know!!"
His voice echoed through the hall—
Filled with tragic grandeur, as if he were about to expose a great scandal.
He imagined Bibi Dong's reaction already.
Her paling face.
Her panic.
Even her rushing to silence him—
Everything under his control!
However—
Bibi Dong's face was utterly blank.
Not the slightest hint of panic.
Not an ounce of shame.
Not even anger at being accused—
Just cold.
Dead cold.
Like looking at a corpse that just hadn't fallen yet.
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