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

however.

That one word, "teacher," caused Bibi Dong's face to darken instantly.

Her brows furrowed, her purple eyes fixed on Nan Feng, and a questioning thought exploded in Nan Feng's mind through their soul link:

"What's going on here?!"

"What teacher?! Why does she call you teacher?!"

"Didn't you tell me the night before last that you had completely broken things off with her? Didn't you say you had severed all ties with her?!"

"What have you been up to behind my back again?!"

"..."

Nan Feng touched his nose somewhat awkwardly.

How do you explain this?

Should I tell her, "Oh, because I felt like you didn't want me anymore yesterday, so I started resorting to any means necessary?"

If these words were spoken, the relationship that was finally salvaged last night would likely plummet to rock bottom again, and they might even start fighting on the spot.

"cough……"

Nan Feng's eyes flickered, and he could only steel himself and begin to half-truthfully deceive her through the soul link:

"Um... Dong'er, let me explain."

“Yesterday I really wanted to get rid of her! I said some really nasty things, I called her a monster, a parasite, and even called her an idiot and told her to get lost!”

"But...you have no idea how stubborn this girl is!"

"She was crying there, crying her heart out, clinging to my leg and refusing to let go, acting like she was going to die."

"I think she's really pitiful, and after all, she's Qian Daoliu's granddaughter. If I really throw her out and she gets hurt, wouldn't that old madman Qian Daoliu come after me to the death?"

"You know, you won't let me really get close to her, and I don't want to have too much to do with her either."

"But I really have no choice; I can't hit them or scold them to get rid of them."

"So... I had no choice but to back down."

“I told her that I could let her stay, but on the condition that she change how she addresses me, and can only call me teacher, not Mom.”

"I'm doing this to help you distance yourself from her! So that she won't keep bothering you and calling you 'Mom' every day, and that won't make you feel good either, right?"

Nan Feng spoke with such sincerity that it seemed as if he had no other choice but to do so.

but.

Bibi Dong looked at him, feeling the fluctuations coming from the other side of the soul link.

That fluctuation contained a clear sense of guilt and evasion, as well as an inexplicable calculation.

"Really?"

Bibi Dong coldly retorted in her heart:

"Nanfeng, do you think... I believe you?"

"Of course!" Nan Feng looked deeply into her eyes.

"Of course you'll believe that!"

Bibi Dong sneered, "Oh? Why?"

Nan Feng: "Because of love!"

Bibi Dong: "..."

"roll!"

Chapter 81 Holding Back the Tears

……

As Bibi Dong stormed off, the air in the Imperial Garden seemed to grow colder.

As Nan Feng watched Bibi Dong's disappearing figure, his head felt like it was buzzing.

What kind of situation is this?

I finally managed to coax her back last night, but she broke down again before we even had a meal today.

Nan Feng turned around and looked at the "culprit" in front of him, feeling a headache coming on.

"I said..."

Nan Feng plopped down on the stone bench, looking at Qian Renxue with a speechless expression:

Are you really that bored out of your mind?

"You were here yesterday, and you're here again today? Are you staying in the Imperial Garden?"

"You don't cultivate? You don't go to school? Is the elite education at the Spirit Hall really that weak?"

"I……"

Qian Renxue lowered her head, nervously twisting her hands together, and whispered, "I...I cultivate, and I study..."

"I just... I just wanted to come and learn something from the teacher."

"Learn something?"

Nan Feng rolled his eyes, feeling his temples throbbing again.

Learn what?!

I only asked you to call me "teacher" so that I wouldn't be disgusted to death by being called "mom," and so that I wouldn't have any ethical entanglement with your deadbeat father!

We're not really going to open a tutoring center!

What's more, he had just finally reached a "ceasefire agreement" with Bibi Dong, and the two were in a delicate period of reconciliation. And now this little brat insisted on coming here; wasn't she just trying to sabotage him?

If Bibi Dong doesn't like him, no one will have an easy time!

"Qian Renxue, listen to me carefully."

Nan Feng tapped on the stone table, his tone becoming serious:

"The title of 'teacher' is just a label; it doesn't mean I'm obligated to teach you step by step."

"Don't come hanging around here all the time when you have nothing to do."

"At your age, this is the time to lay a solid foundation. Academic studies, self-cultivation, and theoretical knowledge—these are the things you should be focusing on!"

"But……"

Qian Renxue raised her head, looking at him with a stubborn expression:

"I want the teacher to teach me these things! The teacher is so amazing, he must be a better teacher than those old men in the academy!"

"what!"

Nan Feng laughed in exasperation, "You want me to teach you?"

"Qian Renxue, are you still not thinking straight?"

"What am I? I am the Death Spider King! A soul beast of utmost yin and evil, covered in deadly poison!"

"What are you? You are a six-winged angel!"

"Our attributes are incompatible! We're natural enemies! I'm a poison user, and you're a light user!"

"You want me to teach you cultivation? Do you want to cultivate a body full of poison to kill yourself, or do you want me to be purified by your holy light?"

"Don't come to me with things that are not related to your major."

"If you want to learn cultivation, if you want to learn how to become stronger, go find your all-powerful grandfather!"

"Why would you leave such good resources unused and come to me, a half-baked idiot?"

"But teacher..."

Qian Renxue wanted to try again, so she took a step forward.

"stop!"

Nan Feng stretched out his hand, making a "stop" gesture, his face turning cold:

"Qian Renxue, my patience is limited."

"I have made myself very clear."

"If you think that calling me 'teacher' means you can ignore me and bargain with me, then you're mistaken."

"Then don't come here again."

Seeing the resolute look in Nan Feng's eyes, Qian Renxue finally realized the seriousness of the situation. She knew that this time, the teacher was not joking or being difficult.

If she continues to be willful, she may really lose this "teacher" she has just gained forever.

"……Yes."

Qian Renxue lowered her head, suppressing her tears, her voice muffled:

"Xue'er understands."

"Xue'er will be obedient...she will cultivate diligently and will not bother her teacher again."

"Hold back your tears."

Nan Feng, seeing her about to burst into tears again, gave a cold snort without any mercy:

"Don't cry so easily in the future. How old are you? Do you still think you're a three-year-old?"

"Do you think your tearful appearance is endearing? Let me tell you, it isn't."

"This will only make you look weak and incompetent."

"What I hate most are people who cry and whine at the slightest thing and try to gain sympathy with their tears. Tears are the most useless liquid in the world; they can't solve any problems."

"If you really want to cry, want to find someone to comfort you, want to put on your melodramatic act, turn left when you go out, go up the mountain, and go to the offering hall."

"Go find your grandfather who dotes on you, go find those old geezers like Golden Crocodile who do nothing all day but indulge their grandchildren."