Douluo Continent: Transmigrated into Tang San's Younger Sister and Became a God with Two Martia

Chapter 288 The Death of Qian Xunji

Qian Shiye knew that Tang Nian's words meant she agreed.

He curled his lips into a smile. His face, which was originally that of a refined and elegant gentleman, now looked somewhat silly. "You are welcome to visit me anytime, anywhere in the future."

Tang Nian responded softly, which was taken as her agreement.

"By the way, in this situation, can you still go back to the Spirit Hall?" Tang Nian asked with a slight frown and some concern.

At this point, Qian Shiye fell silent for a long while, then shook his head and said, "Actually, my relationship with His Holiness the Pope isn't very good."

Tang Nian asked, puzzled, "But isn't Bibi Dong your mother?"

Qian Shiye opened his mouth, and for some reason he suddenly thought of Qian Xunji. "Actually, when I was a child, I had the best relationship with my father, who was the former Pope of the Spirit Hall... but he died too early." His usually cold voice was a little hoarse at this moment.

Tang Nian was stunned. Qian Xunji's death was pinned on Tang Hao's head, but although he said he didn't do it, no one believed him. The blame had already been placed on his head.

Tang Nian's heart was now like a jumbled mess of emotions, a mixture of feelings that made her feel incredibly uncomfortable.

The deaths of her mother and Qian Xunji were like two deep chasms for her and Qian Shiye, which could not be filled no matter how much time passed.

Qian Shiye slightly curled the corners of his mouth, a hint of doting in his eyes, and gently stroked Tang Nian's hair, saying softly, "What on earth are you thinking about in your little head? I can tell you clearly that my father's death has absolutely nothing to do with Haotian Douluo."

Upon hearing this, Tang Nian's eyes widened, and she looked at Qian Shiye with a puzzled expression, asking, "Why do you think that?"

Qian Shiye took a deep breath and slowly explained, "When my father clashed with Haotian Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo were also present. Although my father was indeed no match for Haotian Douluo at the time, he was only slightly injured, far from being in danger of losing his life." As he said this, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he were lost in memories.

After a moment of silence, Qian Shiye continued, "Based on my analysis and reasoning, the real culprit is actually someone hiding within our Spirit Hall. That person took advantage of my father's injury to secretly kill him and then cleverly covered up all the traces, so much so that even after all these years, I still haven't been able to find out who the real culprit is."

After saying these words, Qian Shiye involuntarily clenched his fists tightly, a slightly self-deprecating bitter smile appearing on his face.

"Niannian, tell me, am I too incompetent? So much time has passed, and I still can't even find the enemy who killed my father..." Qian Shiye's voice gradually lowered, revealing a strong sense of helplessness and self-blame.

A hint of pity flickered in Tang Nian's eyes as she gazed quietly at Qian Shiye's slightly pale face. She gently raised her hand and patted Qian Shiye's arm tenderly, saying in a gentle tone, "Shiye, this really isn't your fault. You were just a young and ignorant child back then. Besides, so many years have passed. Who knows if the person who hurt your father back then is still in the Spirit Hall?"

Qian Shiye slowly shook his head, his eyes firm and deep, as if they could see through layers of fog to the truth of the past.

He bit his lip and said in a deep voice, "No! Tang Nian, you don't understand my father. He has always been suspicious by nature. He is always wary and vigilant towards people he doesn't know well, especially when he is seriously injured. He would never let a stranger get close to him easily. Therefore, the murderer must be a core figure in the Spirit Hall."

At this point, Qian Shiye couldn't help but frown slightly, a look of helplessness and resentment appearing on his face.

He sighed deeply and continued, "However, whenever I am about to unveil the heavy fog shrouding the truth, an unseen giant hand always appears out of nowhere, mercilessly obscuring the glimmer of light that has finally emerged. As a result, almost everyone in the Spirit Hall now firmly believes that this was the work of Haotian Douluo."

At this moment, Tang Nian, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, "Actually, my father also mentioned this matter to me. He said that he did not kill the former pope, but at the time, all the evidence pointed to him without exception. Faced with such a situation, he was helpless and had no choice but to take us away in a hurry."

Qian Shiye's face was solemn, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were fixed on the front. Then he said in an unwavering tone, "Don't worry, I swear I will clear Haotian Douluo's name. As for the real murderer who killed my father, no matter where he hides in the world, I will never let him go easily."

Just as he was speaking, a ruthless glint that had been hidden deep in his eyes suddenly flashed like lightning, sending chills down one's spine.

Standing to the side, Tang Nian nodded slightly, indicating her agreement with Qian Shiye's determination. She gently comforted him, "Shiye, don't be too impatient. I firmly believe that the mastermind behind this will eventually slip up and surface. As long as we wait patiently, we will definitely be able to catch him red-handed."

Upon hearing Tang Nian's words, Qian Shiye's tense expression eased slightly.

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, forming a faint smile, and turned to look at Tang Nian beside him.

Since Qian Xunji passed away, all the pressure and responsibility have fallen on his shoulders alone.

In the past, when he encountered difficulties and dangers, he could only grit his teeth and endure them alone. But now the situation is very different, because Tang Nian is by his side. From now on, he will no longer face the storms of this world alone.

However, they were unaware that at that very moment, thousands of miles away, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo inexplicably sneezed twice in succession.

The two looked at each other, a strange feeling welling up inside them...

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Someone must be harassing them; it might even be their young master.

Being love-struck is really dangerous.

It wasn't until dawn that Qian Shiye finally sent Tang Nian back.

The two of them walked together all night without resting.

When Tang Nian stepped into the room with a smile, she found Xiao Wu sitting at the table with her head propped up, seemingly lost in thought, but it was clear that she wasn't in a high mood.

Tang Nian slowly walked over, gently patted Xiao Wu's head, and asked with concern, "Xiao Wu, are you still thinking about your brother?"

I got up at 5 a.m. to write this. I think I'm going through a period of high energy lately; I feel like I have inexhaustible bull-like energy...

(End of this chapter)