The improved female villains regained their memories.

"Protect the best Wan Jun!"

"Song Panning, Song Panning!"

"Shen Qingqing is the best in the world!"

Fans marched in groups, waving flags to support their goddesses: Lin Wanjun, Song Panning, Ling Shuxin, and Shen Qingqing. Among the seven goddess candidates, these four were the most popular.

During the fan parade, Leng Yan also saw many children joining in the support, which made her continue to marvel at the popularity of the four goddess candidates.

"Protect the best Wan Jun!"

"Miss Pan Ning is an eternal goddess!"

The streets were packed with people, and two fans got into a fight over a disagreement.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Song Panning, wearing a veil, sat there, coldly observing the fight among her fans below.

Her attendant stood behind her and smiled slightly, "Miss, your popularity remains as high as ever."

"Really? I think it's fine."

Song Panning replied indifferently, picked up a pastry from the table, and put it to her mouth.

"It's delicious."

She tapped the table, and the attendant bowed and left. A moment later, he came up with Leng Yan.

Leng Yan lowered his head, not daring to look at the person in front of him, and said softly, "Esteemed guest, is there anything else you need?"

"These pastries are quite good, they suit my taste perfectly."

"I'm glad you like it."

Cold words with utmost respect.

No one could have imagined that the goddess candidate who was so popular outside was actually in his own restaurant. Leng Yan's heart was pounding.

She never dared to look up at the noble person in front of her, only knowing that the other party was a candidate for goddess, but not knowing which goddess candidate.

Song Panning removed her veil and smiled at her, saying, "Don't be shy, please sit down."

"This……"

"Boss Leng Yan, please relax." The attendant next to him chuckled. "Our young lady has always been very easygoing. Besides, your pastries are so delicious, our young lady really likes them. We invited you to sit down because we consider you a friend."

Let's be friends.

Leng Yan felt dizzy and was pulled down to sit by his attendants. When he looked up, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Yes, it's Song Panning!

It's Miss Song Panning!

She was so excited that her hands were trembling slightly: "You, you..."

"Relax, come, have some tea."

Song Panning smiled and handed her a freshly poured cup of tea.

Leng Yan took the drink with trembling hands, taking small sips, her eyes involuntarily glancing downwards.

Miss Song Panning truly deserves her title as a goddess candidate; she is beautiful and has a lovely voice.

She couldn't help but think this, and she lowered her head even further.

Compared to such people, I am like a little sparrow on the ground—ugly, small, and inconspicuous.

"Your pastries are so delicious, why don't you come to our house?" Song Panning said with a smile. "You can name your price."

"Thank you... thank you for your appreciation, but I only know how to run a restaurant, so I'm sorry."

"It's alright, then I'll come here more often to bother you in the future."

"Please, please feel free to come in." Leng Yan's face flushed red. "I, I'm fine with anything..."

Thank you very much.

Song Panning stood up, left the money, and left with her entourage.

On the way back, the attendant asked in bewilderment, "Miss, if you really like the pastries there, you could have just asked me to buy them for you. Why bother making the trip yourself?"

"It's alright, no trouble at all."

Yes, it's not troublesome.

Because what's important is never the pastry.

In the process of tracing the footsteps of her ancestors, the condition for touching the flag is that she must first become a goddess. So Song Panning prepares for the goddess election while searching for other clues.

One of the key questions is: where did the Leng family, mentioned in the story, go?

Leng Lingshan and Leng Yanran are siblings from the Leng family. One is a follower of Song Qihao, and the other is Song Qihao's second wife. The former knows the deepest secrets of the Divine Cult and has a secret method of deduction, while the latter was simply made into a spirit of the array and left to Song Qihao's descendants.

Song Xingtian's story was too vague. He didn't mention the fate of the Leng family or their resettlement. After moving to the mountain city, the Leng family seemed to disappear from history. In the end, only Song Qihao led the Song family to join the temple's forces. Then, Song Qihao died alone in the courtyard by the cliff.

The Leng family couldn't have disappeared without a reason, so Song Panning followed this clue and learned that there was a small family in the mountain city called the Leng family, which specialized in running a restaurant business.

After two years of investigation and lying low, she finally set her sights on Leng Yan.

Leng Yan's father was once the head of the family, but he didn't live long and passed away when Leng Yan was ten years old. Leng Yan's mother also died young, so she is now being fostered under her third uncle's care.

Her third uncle had many children, so he didn't need Leng Yan. In addition, the situation had changed, and Leng Yan's value was decreasing, so he was exiled to this small restaurant.

"Before his death, Leng Yan's father entrusted a certain family heirloom to Leng Yan. Neither her third uncle nor the current head of the Leng family knew about this. It seems that the item is the key."

In the Song family's secret room, torches burned to illuminate the darkness. Song Panning looked at the intelligence on the table, her brows furrowed.

These days, she has been in contact with Leng Yan and found that the other party is a naive young girl. Otherwise, if she had any cunning, she would not have been exiled to such a state. However, although the other party is simple, she is very tight-lipped. Song Panning finds it difficult to get close to her and it is basically difficult to get information from her.

"Tomorrow is the day the goddess abdicates and the seven candidates for goddess take the stage. Well then, let's deal with this problem first."

We can slowly make contact with Leng Yan, but the Goddess election is imminent.

Tonight, Song Xingtian found her, and the father and daughter talked in the study.

"You haven't found any followers yet?"

"Yes, Father."

“Your mother is very anxious. She originally wanted to ask you at the dinner table, but she didn’t want to put too much pressure on you, so I came to ask you instead.”

Song Xingtian smiled, patted her shoulder to make her sit down, and poured her a cup of tea:

"Is anyone considering?"

"Ah."

Will he come then?

"meeting."

"So confident?"

"Ah."

Song Panning nodded firmly, picked up her teacup, and slowly sipped her tea.

This sight made Song Xingtian somewhat dazed. He smiled helplessly and said, "You really trust him."

Just like Song Qihao believed in his own justice.

“Father, one must take responsibility for one’s actions,” Song Panning said. “Even if he doesn’t come, I will still obtain the position of Goddess, even if it is someone else.”

"It's good that you have this determination, but do you know that you're being watched?"

"?"

Song Panning put down her teacup and looked at her father.

Song Qihao went back behind the desk, took out a document, and handed it to Song Panning: "This is a letter of complaint to the Temple Inspector."

Song Panning frowned: "Report me?"

“No.” Song Xingtian shook his head. “Report the person you care about most.”

Song Panning paused, then quickly began to read the contents.

After reading it, she was neither angry nor furious. She simply put it away calmly and said, "This accusation says that Yang Pingsheng had an affair with a candidate for Goddess, but it neither specifies which candidate it is nor provides any evidence. I don't understand what the point of such an accusation is."

"Don't you understand?"

"Please enlighten me, Father."

Song Xingtian walked up to Song Panning, took her hand, and traced a line on her palm.

time.

Song Panning immediately understood her father's meaning.

Yes, the key is time.

Evidence and specific accusations are not important. The key point is that the temple inspector will accept the report and, regardless of whether it is true or false, will temporarily imprison the accused. During the investigation, Yang Pingsheng will obviously miss the final competition for the goddess election.

The accuser clearly didn't want Yang Pingsheng to participate in this goddess election. Moreover, in order to conceal his identity and avoid offending anyone, he didn't specify which goddess had an affair with Yang Pingsheng. At this point, whichever goddess came out to protect Yang Pingsheng would be pushed into the eye of the storm.

“To be honest, at first I thought the accusation was directed at Lin Wanjun,” Song Xingtian said. “But then I thought about it, Lin Wanjun has already publicly admitted that she would make her sister her follower, so Yang Pingsheng could never become her follower. In addition, their engagement is a sensitive matter, so Lin Wanjun definitely wouldn’t come out. At most, she would protect Yang Pingsheng from the shadows.”

“So, unless it’s to frame Lin Wanjun, they wouldn’t have made such a move.” Song Panning continued her father’s words. “They did this because they’re confident in my relationship with Yang Pingsheng. If I want Yang Pingsheng to become a follower, I have to come out and protect him, because only the identity of a candidate follower of the Goddess can prevent me from being imprisoned. And Yang Pingsheng is Lin Wanjun’s fiancé. Once I do this, there will definitely be a lot of speculation about me in the public eye. Some people might even think that Yang Pingsheng has already had an affair with me, and that Lin Wanjun is the biggest victim.”

“If that’s the case, then it means that the person behind this is Lin Wanjun,” Song Xingtian said with a smile. “Ning’er, it seems that your opponent is not simple either.”

"Just a petty trick."

“The best course of action at this point is undoubtedly to abandon Yang Pingsheng and avoid putting yourself in the spotlight. This way, Lin Wanjun will suffer the consequences and be punished,” Song Xingtian said with a smile. “Regardless of whether Lin Wanjun is the mastermind behind this or not, she will take the punishment for you.”

“But, Father,” Song Panning raised her head, looking at Song Xingtian with firm eyes, “you know I won’t do that.”

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"How could I possibly hand over Qingtian?!" Song Qihao said angrily to his mentor. "Since I consider Qingtian a companion, I will never hand it over!!"

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“Father, you have always taught me that as long as I live and do things in accordance with my conscience, that is enough. Yang Pingsheng is the most important person to me. I will not abandon him for my own benefit at this critical moment and let others smear him. He is my man, and I will not allow it.”

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"Teacher, don't you often teach us that monsters are our companions, not our tools? We should treat them as friends. Can we treat our friends like that?"