"You—you beast, just kill me." Bibi Dong glared at Qian Xunji resentfully.
Qian Xunji said, "Dong'er, I won't kill you. Your talent is extremely powerful. You possess Twin Martial Souls, so your future achievements are destined to surpass mine. Moreover, your bloodline is excellent—more than enough to bear me an outstanding heir."
"Qian Xunji—" Bibi Dong glared at him with hatred. "You don't actually think that after what you did, I'll still bear your bastard child, do you?"
Qian Xunji's lips curled into a cold smile. "Whether you will or not isn't up to you. You seem to care quite a lot about that man, Yu Xiaogang. Dong'er, you wouldn't want anything to happen to Xiao Gang, would you?"
Upon hearing Qian Xunji's words, Bibi Dong fell silent.
After what had happened, Bibi Dong was filled with boundless hatred and despair. She would rather die than endure any further humiliation, but Xiao Gang—
Bibi Dong's heart filled with memories of everything she had experienced with that man. At that moment, he expanded infinitely within her heart.
He seemed to have become the final ray of light that Bibi Dong, fallen into the Abyss, could see.
Bibi Dong recalled how Flat-top had once looked at her affectionately and said, "I'm sincere toward you. In this world, perhaps only I, Yu Xiaogang, am truly sincere toward you." Yes, Xiao Gang, you were right.
When Qian Xunji rose and prepared to leave the secret chamber, Bibi Dong's resentful question came from behind him: "You're letting me live. Aren't you afraid that one day I'll have the chance to take my Revenge on you?"
Qian Xunji sneered. "Your potential gives you the right to say that, but Dong'er, potential isn't strength. Before you become a Titled Douluo, you aren't qualified to say those words