dmims Chapter 32 Nan Feng: Bullying Me Will Come at a Price
Chapter 32 Nan Feng: Bullying Me Will Come at a Price
Chapter 32 Nan Feng: Bullying Me Will Come at a Price
"Squeak," the very soft sound of the door being pushed open rang out outside the silent palace, followed by a series of deliberately light footsteps, like a guilty kitten, shuffling towards the palace door step by step.
Bibi Dong's senses were incredibly sharp; even without seeing, she knew who was coming.
In this Martial Soul City, who else but Qian Renxue would dare to sneak into the Holy Maiden's Palace at this time without prior notice?
"She's here again."
Bibi Dong sighed, rubbed her temples, and felt utterly exhausted.
Too much has happened today. First, there was the passionate speech at the enthronement ceremony, then the chaos in the Elder Hall, and just now, Nan Feng tore open her wounds and gave her a good scolding. Now she just wants to be alone and has no desire to deal with Qian Renxue.
"Nanfeng".
Bibi Dong shouted from within the sea of spirit, "Go."
"Go to hell!"
Nan Feng turned over, his back to her, his voice full of resistance, "Go yourself if you want to. I'm too weak to move right now."
"you----"
Bibi Dong choked, somewhat annoyed, "What's wrong with you now? Weren't you acting so well before? Now that she's here, why don't you just go and coax her away?"
"Big sister, have you lost your memory?" Nan Feng snapped, annoyed. "Who forced my clone to self-destruct? It was that old pervert Qian Daoliu!"
"Although the soul blood pact improved the quality of my clone, the price was huge! It's like having a piece of my soul sliced off and blown up! My head is still buzzing!"
"And this high-quality Spider King clone now has a one-month cooldown period!"
"A whole month! During that time, I couldn't create that physical clone at all!"
"Then use my body," Bibi Dong said matter-of-factly. "Anyway, you've used it plenty of times before."
"I refuse."
"Why?" Bibi Dong frowned. "Didn't you like her a lot? You watched the stars with her, told her stories, and treated her like a mother even more than I did. How come you've changed your attitude so quickly?"
"ha?"
Nan Feng looked like he'd heard the biggest joke in the world. He sat up abruptly and stared at Bibi Dong with an expression that said, "You're an idiot."
"You like her? Bibi Dong, did my scolding of you just cause a brain circuit?"
"I was acting! Don't you understand acting?!"
"If it weren't to keep her on our shabby ship as a protective charm, and if it weren't to make Qian Daoliu hesitate to harm us, would I have the time to play house with a nine-year-old brat?"
"Me, the mighty Death Spider King, a 100,000-year-old soul beast overlord, going to be a babysitter for human cubs? Do I look like a compassionate person?"
Bibi Dong was stunned.
She had always thought that although Nan Feng was sharp-tongued and ruthless, he still had some feelings for Qian Renxue. After all, his previous protectiveness and doting were such a convincing performance.
But now it seems—this guy really was scheming from beginning to end.
Even that child was nothing more than a bargaining chip in his hands.
"And, most importantly..."
"That old bastard Qian Daoliu just humiliated me with his divine power, forcing me to self-destruct my clone and damaging my soul."
"Then I'll be smiling and controlling your body to coax his granddaughter and put on a show of maternal love and filial piety for him?"
'
Do I look that cheap?
"One second someone slaps you, the next second they're wagging their tail and running up to you?"
Nan Feng snorted coldly, lay back down on the bed, and crossed his legs: "Dream on!"
"I'll teach that old bastard a lesson he'll learn: bullying me comes at a price!"
"He drove that good mother to her death, so he has to bear the consequences!"
"Even if the consequence is that his granddaughter is heartbroken, that she despairs, that he has to watch her cry helplessly—it's his own fault!"
"This is the price."
"so----"
Nan Feng turned over, his back to Bibi Dong: "You can deal with that little burden outside yourself."
"Or you can put on a cold face and send her away, let her go back and cry in front of Qian Daoliu, and make that old man feel sorry for her."
"Either you go be the good mother yourself, or I'm not going to serve you."
"Don't expect that amnesiac personality to come online within a month."
"I'm going on strike!"
Offering Hall.
Qian Daoliu sat cross-legged beneath the statue, his eyes slightly closed.
Sudden.
"Waaaaahh ...
A series of stumbling footsteps, accompanied by suppressed sobs, broke the deathly silence of the ancestral hall.
Qian Daoliu suddenly opened his eyes, and in a flash, he arrived at the entrance of the main hall.
"Xue'er?!"
The small figure was staggering up the steps, her face streaked with tears, her eyes red and swollen from crying, and her long golden hair plastered messily to her face from running, making her look extremely disheveled.
"Xue'er, what's wrong?!"
Qian Daoliu's heart tightened, and he quickly squatted down, wanting to hug his granddaughter who was the apple of his eye.
"Why are you crying like that? Did you fall? Or—"
"Get away!!"
Qian Renxue abruptly pushed Qian Daoliu's hand away, even taking two steps back, her expression filled with disappointment.
She stared at him with angry and aggrieved eyes.
"Grandpa is a big liar! A big bad guy!!"
This roar, filled with a heart-wrenching sob, completely stunned Qian Daoliu.
"Xue'er—how did Grandpa lie to you?" Qian Daoliu was at a loss.
"You promised me! You said you wouldn't hurt that mother! You said you'd help her get treatment!"
Qian Renxue cried and shouted, her small body trembling violently from the intense emotions: "But—but Mom said that you drove that gentle mother to her death! You drove her to self-destruction!!"
Qian Daoliu's face stiffened. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain that it was just an accident, that the clone had blown itself up.
But Qian Renxue wouldn't listen at all.
"I just went to my mother's bedchamber to find her—I wanted her to call out that gentle mother of mine to keep me company—"
Qian Renxue sobbed, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls, "But—but Mom kicked me out!"
"She's so fierce—she's really fierce—"
She said: "Don't bother me! Your dear mother has already been driven to her death by your dear grandfather!"
She said: "One second they were pretending to protect us, the next they used their divine power to force her to self-destruct!"
She said: "That gentle mother is now severely injured, her soul is shattered, and she can't get out! Even if she did, she wouldn't want to see you! Because seeing you would remind her of your hypocritical grandfather!"
"Waaaaahh ...
"Xue'er, it's not like that—" Qian Daoliu tried to explain, "Grandpa just wanted to check—"
"I won't listen! I won't listen!"
Qian Renxue covered her ears, crying desperately and helplessly, and collapsed onto the cold ground.
"Dad is gone—Dad was beaten to death by bad guys—"
"Now that good mother is gone too—gone because of Grandpa—"
"My mom really isn't talking to me anymore—she thinks I'm annoying—she told me to get out—"
Qian Renxue raised her head, her once bright and intelligent golden eyes now filled with a heartbreaking emptiness: "Grandpa—was Xue'er being naughty?"
"Is it because Xue'er is superfluous?"
"Daddy doesn't want Xue'er, Mommy hates Xue'er—and now even the only mommy who would hold Xue'er and tell her stories doesn't want Xue'er anymore—"
"Xue'er is unwanted—waaaaaah—"
These last few words completely shattered Qian Daoliu's psychological defenses.
Looking at his little granddaughter curled up in a ball, crying out that "nobody wants her," this elderly man, who had lived to be over a hundred years old and stood at the pinnacle of the mainland, felt as if his heart had been squeezed tightly, and he was in so much pain that he could not breathe.
Although he was grieving over Qian Xunji's death, he felt even more anger and regret.
But Qian Renxue's tears are her true weakness, a pain that cuts to the bone.
No—no—
Ignoring the fact that his granddaughter had pushed him away, Qian Daoliu hugged the small body tightly into his arms, his eyes reddening.
"Xue'er is not superfluous—Xue'er is Grandpa's precious darling—Grandpa wants you, Grandpa will always want you—"
"It's a lie! It's all a lie!"
Qian Renxue struggled desperately in his arms, her little fists raining down on Qian Daoliu's chest. "Give me back my mother! I want my mother! I want to hear stories! I want to eat mung bean cakes!"
"You owe me money! Waaaaah—"
No matter how powerful Qian Daoliu is, he possesses the power of a demigod who can reach the heavens and the earth, and he can mobilize the power of angels to suppress everything.
But at this moment, faced with his granddaughter's tears and her demand to "give me back a mother," he felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.
Compensation? How will it be compensated?
That clone has already exploded!
Moreover, Bibi Dong made it very clear that it was a soul injury, and the person couldn't get out for a short time!
Because of his previous coercion, that alter ego personality now rejects him and Xue'er!
"Damn it—"
A deep sense of regret welled up in Qian Daoliu's heart.
He regretted it.
If he had known that clone was so fierce, if he had known that clone held such an important place in Xue'er's heart, why did he have to be so impulsive as to investigate back then?!
it's good now.
Bibi Dong's original self became estranged from him, and her alter ego personality went on strike. Xue'er hated him for being a liar.
This is a complete loss!
"Xue'er, don't cry—Grandpa will think of something—Grandpa will definitely think of something—"
As Qian Daoliu awkwardly patted Qian Renxue's back, he felt bitter inside.
What can he do?
Should we go and beg Bibi Dong again?
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