Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start

however.

There were no footsteps behind him as he walked away.

Instead, a fragrant breeze wafted by.

Qian Renxue actually went around to the other side of the rocking chair, squatted down, and brought her delicate little face close to Nan Feng's, her pale golden eyes filled with great confusion.

"teacher."

Qian Renxue reached out, removed the book from Nan Feng's face, stared into his eyes, and asked earnestly:

Why do you always like to make this assumption?

Why do you always feel like... I want to kill you?

In Qian Renxue's mind, although she called Nan Feng "teacher" on the surface, deep down in her subconscious, the person in front of her who always used her mother's body and who, despite his sharp tongue, always managed to enlighten her, was her "mother".

Even though Nan Feng kept denying it, saying that he was just a parasite, a martial spirit, and Bibi Dong's accessory.

But in Qian Renxue's view, that was just an excuse.

An excuse used to cover up the fact that "she" didn't actually hate herself as much as that woman.

"why?"

Nan Feng felt a chill run down his spine from her gaze, so he sat up, his eyes hardening, and lowered his voice to say:

"Because of your deadbeat father, I was the one who helped kill him!"

"Do you understand?"

Nan Feng pointed in the direction of the Papal Palace, his tone chilling, no longer concealing his true feelings:

"Although Tang Hao seriously injured him initially, I was also partly responsible for delivering the final blow!"

"besides!"

"The mastermind behind forcing your grandfather to kick Qian Xunji out of the Douluo Hall and out of the family genealogy in the square, ruining his reputation and making him reviled by the world, was me!"

"It was I who made him unable to find peace even in death, turning him into a disgrace to the angel family!"

"The hatred of killing one's father, the resentment of humiliating one's father."

"I refuse to believe that once you grow up and become independent, you won't think about getting revenge on me?"

"You wouldn't want to kill me as a sacrifice for your unfortunate old man?"

however.

Faced with Nan Feng's almost self-destructive confession, Qian Renxue's expression remained unchanged.

There was no anger, no hatred, not even a hint of surprise.

She simply tilted her head, still looking puzzled.

"revenge?"

Why seek revenge?

"My father... wasn't he severely injured by Tang Hao and died from his injuries?"

Qian Renxue calmly stated this "official fact," her tone matter-of-fact:

"As for being removed from the family register..."

"That was a political struggle between that woman and my grandfather, a power struggle."

"You are merely her accomplice, her weapon."

"Why should I hate a knife? Why should I hate you, teacher?"

"what??"

Nan Feng was stunned and completely bewildered.

"No... are you sick in the head?"

Nan Feng looked at her in disbelief:

"Wasn't I clear enough? I was involved in Qian Xunji's death! I was involved! I was one of the masterminds! I even came up with the idea of ​​publicly executing him in the square!"

"I've made absolutely no attempt to hide it, and you're still tolerating this?"

"You really won't think about revenge in the future?"

"will not."

Qian Renxue lowered her eyes, her voice becoming somewhat cold, yet unusually clear-headed:

“Although he is my father, what he did... is indeed a disgrace to the Angel family. As Grandpa said, it is the sins of the previous generation.”

“Since Grandpa has admitted it, since everyone says he deserved to die, and even Grandpa doesn’t want me to pursue the matter.”

"and……"

Qian Renxue raised her head, looked at Nan Feng, and a complex light flashed in her eyes:

"Didn't you just teach me, teacher?"

"The grudges of the previous generation belong to the previous generation."

"That's their messy business, it has nothing to do with me."

"Since everyone wants me to stay out of this, and since my father wasn't entirely innocent, and even somewhat deserved to die..."

"Why should I hate someone who is currently teaching me and is good to me, just because of a dead person I don't like and who even causes me pain?"

"Why should I punish myself and kill the people I care about because of the grudges of the previous generation?"

Qian Renxue retorted confidently:

"Isn't this just asking for trouble?"

"..."

Nan Feng was stunned and dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the "filial daughter" in front of him, who was logically consistent and even able to apply what she had learned, feeling that his brain was not quite up to the task.

no……

Are you serious?

I only said that yesterday to stop you from getting stuck on something!

So you're really something...

You've put what you learned into practice on my own?!

Chapter 107 This is all thanks to what you taught me, teacher!

……

Faced with Qian Renxue's logically consistent and practically applied "filial daughter" remarks, Nan Feng remained silent for a full half minute.

Finally, he took a deep breath, sighed as if resigned to his fate, and then...

She decisively turned over again, her back to Qian Renxue.

Don't give me that.

"You little brat, you've got a sweet tongue."

"I've seen too many cases of people being deeply in love one second and stabbing each other in the back the next."

"You're only nine years old, what do you know about grudges and feuds? Now you're saying that you think that dead old man is a disgrace and that I, your so-called teacher, am good to you."

"When you grow up and experience more things, that will be a different story."

"No matter what Qian Xunji did, no matter if he is a scumbag or not, he is still your biological father. This blood relationship is a mark that you can never wash away in your life."

"I don't believe in this nonsense about sacrificing family for the greater good."

Seeing that Nan Feng was unyielding, Qian Renxue grew anxious.

She went around to the other side of the rocking chair again, squatted down, looked directly into Nan Feng's tightly closed eyes, raised her right hand, and swore to the heavens:

"Teacher! I'm serious!"

"If you don't believe me, I swear on my six-winged angel martial spirit!"

"I, Qian Renxue, swear in the name of the Angel God and with my Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul!"

"No matter what happens, no matter what the future holds, I will never hurt my teacher! I will never be an enemy of my teacher!"

"If I break this oath, my martial spirit will be shattered and I will die a horrible death!"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Nan Feng suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed her hand, and looked at her speechlessly:

"Aren't you childish?"

"If swearing oaths were effective, where would there be so many petty thieves and treacherous people in this world?"

"So-called oaths are nothing more than empty words used to deceive ghosts, or the weak to seek psychological comfort."

"What's the point of oaths if the benefits are big enough and the temptations are deep enough?"

"Don't even mention swearing an oath to your martial spirit. Even if you rip your heart out on the spot, you'll still change when the time comes."

"We'll see."

Nan Feng glanced at her, his tone laced with sarcasm:

"I have serious doubts about the credibility of your Qian family."

"When your grandfather was defeated by Tang Chen, did he also promise that as long as he was alive, the Spirit Hall, being second only to him, would not attack the Clear Sky Sect?"

"The results of it?"

"Where was Qian Daoliu when Qian Xunji was leading his men to hunt down Tang Hao all over the world?"

"Where was your grandfather when Qian Xunji was forcing the Haotian Sect to hand over Tang Hao and even wanted to destroy the Haotian Sect?"

"Isn't he just playing dead? Isn't he just turning a blind eye?"