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

"This Spirit Hall... will never be yours alone!"

"..."

Bibi Dong listened quietly, but her expression grew increasingly grim, and the coldness in her eyes intensified.

This is definitely not something that Qian Renxue, with her tearful brain, could come up with.

This sensitivity to power, this strategic vision of "if you can't beat them, try a different path to overtake them," and this blatant logic of exchanging interests...

too familiar.

The familiarity was so great that it gave her the illusion that the person standing before her, negotiating with her, wasn't her daughter, but...

That bastard who lies in the rocking chair all day sunbathing!

"Ah……"

Bibi Dong suddenly laughed, her laughter carrying a chilling undertone of gritted teeth.

"No wonder you suddenly had a breakthrough."

"No wonder he suddenly dared to come up to me and slam his fist on the table."

Bibi Dong suddenly stood up, placed her hands on the table, leaned forward, and stared intently at Qian Renxue:

"Wasn't it your good teacher who taught you that?"

What did he say to you?

"Did he send you? Or did he personally teach you how to negotiate with me?"

Qian Renxue's expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. She neither denied nor admitted it, but simply raised her chin, her face stubborn:

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?"

Does it matter?

"The important thing is that I made this decision myself!"

"I've figured out the pros and cons myself!"

Qian Renxue stared directly at Bibi Dong, her eyes showing no sign of yielding:

"Only I, with my Disguise Soul Bone and Angelic Martial Soul, can complete this mission! No matter how many Title Douluos you send, they can't achieve perfect infiltration!"

"I must get to this point!"

"Whether you agree or not, even if it takes us all to the main hall, even if we have to get Grandpa to uphold justice..."

"I'm definitely going too!"

"You have no choice!"

Chapter 109 How the hell can you blame me for this?

……

After uttering that final, resounding declaration, Qian Renxue didn't wait for Bibi Dong's response at all.

She turned around abruptly and strode out of the hall.

There is no need to persuade or beg.

As the teacher taught—the first thing in doing anything is to make your stance clear. If the other party doesn't accept it, what you need to do is not to humbly try to persuade them, but to lay out your bargaining chips so that they have no choice but to accept.

Never relinquish control to someone else!

Since getting past Bibi Dong is so difficult, let Grandpa step in.

As long as the Hall of Offerings approves, and as long as she gets her hands on that soul bone, even Bibi Dong won't be able to stop her!

"boom!"

The heavy door was pushed open by Qian Renxue and then slammed shut again.

Watching Qian Renxue's graceful departure, which even carried a hint of "I will not give up until I achieve my goal," Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently, and she crushed the pen in her hand into two pieces.

"Snapped!"

The broken pen fell onto the table with a crisp sound.

so similar.

It's so similar.

That kind of rogue logic, like "I won't waste my breath on you, I'll just state the facts and make my conditions" and "Whether you agree or not, I'm going to do it anyway," is just a carbon copy of that bastard Nan Feng!

That little brat, where would she have gotten the guts? Where would she have gotten the cunning?

In her memory, Qian Renxue was a hothouse flower who only followed her around calling her "Mom" and would cry if she was neglected.

But today...

She not only analyzed the pros and cons with clear logic, but also learned to use her own irreplaceable nature to blackmail others, and learned to use the temple to pressure her.

Qian Daoliu, that coward, couldn't have raised such a granddaughter. Only Nan Feng could!

"asshole……"

Bibi Dong slammed her fist on the table, scattering the documents all over the floor.

What the hell is that bastard trying to do?!

He had just solemnly promised her in bed that he would no longer interfere in Qian Renxue's affairs, and that that chapter was now closed.

The results of it?

And then they teach others to be just like him?!

Is this a provocation directed at her?

Or is this bastard just trying to fool her again?

……

The Imperial Garden.

Nan Feng was lying in a rocking chair, covering his face with the ancient book again, trying to escape reality with the ostrich tactic of "as long as I can't see, trouble can't find me".

Sudden.

A suffocating chill instantly enveloped the entire garden.

The flowers that were originally in full bloom withered instantly under the chill, and even the air seemed to freeze.

"Stop playing dead."

Bibi Dong's icy voice rang in my ears, filled with suppressed anger:

"stand up."

Nan Feng stiffened, sighed helplessly, and slowly removed the book from his face, revealing an innocent smile:

"Oh, His Holiness the Pope, what brings you to stroll in the garden? Aren't you busy with state affairs?"

Stop grinning at me!

Bibi Dong said coldly.

"Nanfeng, do you think I'm easy to fool?"

"What did you promise me that night? You said you would no longer interfere in Qian Renxue's affairs, and that you had nothing to do with her anymore."

"The results of it?"

Bibi Dong pointed in the direction of the government affairs hall, her tone chilling:

"That girl just ran up to me, slammed her hand on the table, and tried to negotiate with me, even trying to steal the Heavenly Dou Empire's plans!"

"That tone of voice, that calculating logic, it's exactly like yours!"

"Don't tell me she learned this on her own!"

Bibi Dong leaned down, grabbed Nan Feng by the collar, and stared intently into his eyes:

What exactly do you want?

Faced with Bibi Dong's murderous gaze, Nan Feng looked utterly hopeless, raising his hands and crying out that he was innocent:

"Big sister, can't you be reasonable?"

"Was it you who asked me to go see her that night? Was it you who asked me to comfort that crying little girl?"

"I just casually gave her a few sips of chicken soup, hoping to stop her from worrying about whether you love her or not."

"How was I supposed to know this girl had such a unique way of thinking?!"

"I taught her independence, but she interpreted it as seizing power!"

"I told her not to care about her parents, but she interpreted it as meaning that if there's no affection, then it's all about interests!"

"How the hell can you blame me for this?"

Seeing that Bibi Dong's eyes remained cold, Nan Feng took a deep breath, put away his playful smile, and his tone became serious and earnest:

"Bibi Dong, use your brain and think this through."

"I may be shameless, and I may be ruthless, but even though I, Nan Feng, am a scoundrel, have I ever failed to keep any promises I made to you?"

"Besides, am I mentally ill?"

"Who is Qian Renxue? She is Qian Xunji's daughter! She is Qian Daoliu's granddaughter!"

"I have a grudge against their family! The grudge of killing my father!"

"How foolish of me would I be to help an enemy who is destined to kill me in the future to deal with you, my ally who is in the same boat as me?"

"What am I after? Do I want her to grow up so she can use the angel's sword to cut me down?"

This rapid-fire explanation finally eased the murderous intent in Bibi Dong's eyes somewhat, but the shadow of suspicion still lingered.

"Really?" Bibi Dong stared at him coldly.

"More real than real gold!"

Nan Feng gritted his teeth, jumped up from the rocking chair, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to rush out: