Chapter 43: Emotional Value Maxed Out, Bibi Dong Coaxed into Child
After scaring Lin Chen, Bibi Dong felt an immense sense of satisfaction in her heart.
Ever since obtaining this diary copy, because of Lin Chen, she had not had a single happy day.
Only today—when Lin Chen, the diary owner, fearfully clutched her calf and begged for mercy—did she finally feel delighted.
This was the happiest moment she had experienced in the past week. Even the irritation she had felt earlier from Tang Hao and Tang San escaping gradually faded, and her mood slowly brightened.
"Hmph. I suppose you wouldn't dare deceive me."
"Alright, I'll believe your explanation. And now, let go of my calf."
"Your little hands are making my leg itch. Don't force me to kick you away."
Although she did not believe a single word Lin Chen said, Bibi Dong had no intention of exposing the matter of the diary copy.
Immediately afterward, Bibi Dong shook her long legs clad in purple silk stockings and high heels, trying to shake off Lin Chen, the little rascal.
That boy's small hands were far too restless, making her legs itch.
If it weren't for how adorable Lin Chen looked, Bibi Dong would have already kicked him flying.
"Th… thank you, Your Holiness."
"Your Holiness possesses boundless wisdom… You can naturally discern whether what I say is true."
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Lin Chen reluctantly released her calf, still wrapped in purple stockings.
However, his acting skills were still in full swing. His body trembled slightly, and his voice came out in broken fragments.
At the same time, Lin Chen's face was filled with joy, and he even forced out two tears—as if he were genuinely happy that Bibi Dong had distinguished right from wrong.
"Alright."
"Lin Chen, I'll ask you one more question. In your heart, what kind of person is the current Pope of the Spirit Hall?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Bibi Dong looked at Lin Chen with anticipation and interest, wanting to see what he would say.
"Reporting to Your Holiness."
"In my heart, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall is a great soul master, and my personal idol."
As he said this, Lin Chen's eyes gradually filled with reverence, like a loyal believer.
Seeing Lin Chen's reaction, Bibi Dong rolled her eyes and couldn't help but complain inwardly.
'This little brat really knows how to put on an act.'
'Still, I like seeing Lin Chen like this. Doesn't he belittle me every day? Then I, Bibi Dong, will make him praise me against his will.'
As a diary copy holder, Bibi Dong naturally knew Lin Chen's true nature.
His current expression was entirely an act.
However, Bibi Dong assumed Lin Chen was pretending because he feared her strength.
What she didn't know was that while Bibi Dong thought she was on the second level, Lin Chen had already reached the fifth.
Lin Chen already knew that Bibi Dong possessed a diary copy, and he also knew that she could not harm him.
But Lin Chen did not reveal this. Instead, he cooperated with Bibi Dong's performance.
It is worth mentioning that Lin Chen actually quite enjoyed this spy-versus-spy feeling. It gave him a strangely satisfying sense of excitement.
"Oh?"
"Do you even know the Pope of the Spirit Hall? And yet you're spouting nonsense here?"
Bibi Dong continued questioning, crossing her legs as she watched Lin Chen, eager to see what he would do next.
This was simply too entertaining.
It seemed she would have to scare this little rascal Lin Chen more often in the future.
"Your Holiness, although I do not personally know the Pope of the Spirit Hall, her great deeds have long inspired my admiration and respect."
"And I've heard that this Pope is a female soul master. I can hardly imagine the elegance and presence she must possess."
"I believe the most noble and most beautiful female soul master in this world is the Pope of the Spirit Hall."
Lin Chen clenched his fists, his face filled with excitement, the reverence in his eyes reaching its peak.
At this moment, Lin Chen looked like the most loyal believer of the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
"Mm, not bad."
"Lin Chen, I think you're quite a promising young talent with great potential."
Bibi Dong looked at Lin Chen and nodded in satisfaction, joy visible in her eyes.
Setting everything else aside, Lin Chen's skill at flattery was truly first-rate.
Even though she knew in her heart that Lin Chen's words were false, she still couldn't help but feel happy.
But Lin Chen's performance was not over yet. Immediately afterward, he continued praising the current Pope of the Spirit Hall—Bibi Dong herself.
"Your Holiness, please allow me to explain in detail. The current Pope of the Spirit Hall…"
Lin Chen began listing Bibi Dong's achievements one by one. For example, increasing the financial deductions from the two great empires to provide subsidies to commoner soul masters.
Hearing Lin Chen's praise, Bibi Dong's cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment.
The so-called "achievements" Lin Chen mentioned were actually strategies she had devised to weaken the two great empires.
However, she had never expected that a malicious plan would end up producing good results—while weakening the two empires, it had also benefited lower-class soul masters.
Back then, she truly hadn't thought that far ahead.
The more she listened to Lin Chen's praise, the brighter the smile on Bibi Dong's face became.
At this point, Lin Chen had practically coaxed Bibi Dong into a child.
"Mm, Lin Chen, to tell you the truth—"
"I am the Pope of the Spirit Hall you've been talking about."
After hearing Lin Chen's praise, Bibi Dong felt extremely satisfied inside.
This trip had not been in vain. Just sitting here and being sweet-talked by Lin Chen already made it worthwhile.
The emotional value Lin Chen provided was truly impressive.
Such a talented mouth was rarely seen in the world.
Bibi Dong even felt that if she had met the grown-up Lin Chen when she was younger, she might have fallen in love with him.
"What?!"
"Your Holiness, you… You are actually the Pope of the Spirit Hall, whom I admire!"
"Lin Chen is truly blessed by fate to have the chance to meet you."
Lin Chen's body and voice began trembling again.
But this time, it was not from fear or terror—it was from joy and excitement.
Seeing Lin Chen's worshipful expression, Bibi Dong was initially happy and deeply satisfied.
Over the years, she had never met a man who understood her so well—nor one who knew how to please her like this.
But suddenly, she remembered that Lin Chen's current behavior was all an act.
Every word he spoke was a lie. In his diary, he even called her a "stupid woman" and a "crazy woman."
The happiness in Bibi Dong's heart gradually faded, replaced by discomfort and anger.
Damn Lin Chen—he actually dared to toy with this Pope's feelings!
Lin Chen: ???
Lin Chen: What did I do? How did I toy with your feelings?
After finishing his performance, Lin Chen silently praised his own acting skills. He was just about to award himself an Oscar in his imagination when he suddenly noticed that Bibi Dong's expression didn't look very good.
This confused him greatly.
That shouldn't be the case—hadn't Bibi Dong been happy just moments ago?
Why had she suddenly become displeased, even angry?
Thinking back on his performance, Lin Chen felt it deserved a ninety-nine out of a hundred. The missing point was only to keep himself from becoming arrogant.
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