Revealing the Disguise, Qian Renxue Erupts Completely

Qian Renxue was truly furious, but she had no choice but to do this.

After a frantic internal struggle, she once again set aside her status and dignity.

She felt incredibly wronged and was almost in tears.

"Fine, I'll wash your feet."

As she spoke, Qian Renxue got up to fetch some water.

Aiven was somewhat surprised. She's actually going to wash my feet? This woman is far too good at enduring.

Before long, Qian Renxue returned with a bucket of steaming hot water.

Seeing that she was truly about to take off his shoes and wash his feet, Aiven decided to stop there. Going any further would be a little too much.

"Forget it. We'll stop here. You don't need to wash them." Aiven waved his hand.

Qian Renxue could barely contain her joy. If she had actually washed Aiven's feet, she felt that her dignity would have shattered completely.

She cautiously asked, "Then... then, Young Master, may this maid return first?"

"Mm, go back."

Qian Renxue was overjoyed. Great! I can finally leave!

"Then this maid shall take her leave."

Qian Renxue turned to leave, but just as she was about to reach the door—

Aiven's voice came from behind her again.

"Hey, Qian Renxue, do you think Xue Qinghe, the First Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, might try to escape tonight?"

"Uh, hehe, this maid thinks he probably won't... Wait!!!!" Halfway through her sentence, Qian Renxue realized what he had said, and her face filled with terror.

Her pores stood on end, and a chill ran down her back. In an instant, her heart sank to the depths.

It was as though a massive boulder were pressing down on her chest, leaving her unable to breathe.

Her nerves tightened to the limit in an instant.

Her eyes widened, as if she had experienced something incomparably bizarre and terrifying. Amid her fear, disbelief showed on her face.

Her body and lips trembled slightly. "What did he call me...? Qian Renxue!!"

"How is this possible? How could he know that I'm Qian Renxue!"

"Even if he saw through my disguise as a maid, at most he should know that I'm Xue Qinghe. How could he know I'm Qian Renxue?!"

"Not even many people in Spirit Hall know my identity!"

Qian Renxue had completely lost her composure. Her words and actions no longer resembled Xiao Mei's.

Yet she still did not remove her disguise. "Young Master, wh-what are you talking about? I-I'm Xiao Mei!"

"Heh." Aiven shook his head with a smile. "Stop pretending, Qian Renxue. From the very first sentence you spoke to me, I knew you weren't Xiao Mei, because Xiao Mei would never address me as 'you.'"

"So I failed from the very first sentence." Qian Renxue took a deep breath and finally stopped pretending.

But she was still struggling to protect the last layer of her identity. "Since you know, then you should call me Xue Qinghe. Why Qian Renxue? Who is Qian Renxue?"

"Qian Renxue? The Young Master of Spirit Hall, a descendant of the Six-Winged Angel Clan." Aiven spoke calmly, enunciating each word.

Yet every single word shook Qian Renxue to her core.

Aiven had originally wanted to force Qian Renxue to expose her own identity. After all, it would be rather unbelievable if he revealed it himself.

Unfortunately, this girl was too capable of enduring. He might as well lay all his cards on the table.

Qian Renxue lowered her head slightly, killing intent and rage already visible in her eyes. "So you knew all along that I'm Qian Renxue, that I'm a girl."

"So! When you made me massage you, serve you tea, pour you water, and even wash your feet, you were deliberately humiliating and toying with me!"

"That's right!" Aiven admitted frankly.

"You knew, and you still dared to treat me like that? Despicable! At such a young age, you bully me this terribly!" Qian Renxue erupted completely. She was furious, and she could no longer endure it.

In that instant, a powerful golden light burst from Qian Renxue's body, and a pair of golden wings appeared behind her.

In a flash, Qian Renxue's true appearance was revealed before Aiven.

At fourteen, Qian Renxue was already a level 43 Soul Ancestor. If she had not delayed her cultivation by infiltrating the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace, reaching the Soul King realm by now would not have been impossible.

But even with her cultivation delayed, level 43 at fourteen was still the standard of a top-tier genius.

At that moment, she had already unleashed her god-grade Six-Winged Angel martial soul. Four soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple—shone beneath her feet, while a longsword appeared in her hand.

"I'll kill you!!"

Qian Renxue thrust her sword at him.

Despite being capable of instantly killing Aiven at her level, Aiven remained completely unfazed. He sat on the sofa with a calm expression, not moving in the slightest.

Just as Qian Renxue's sword was about to strike, Xiahou Dun vanished from where he stood.

Clang!

With a flick of his finger, he easily sent the sword in Qian Renxue's hand flying and swiftly subdued her.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Qian Renxue struggled, glaring furiously at Aiven. "You little brat, how dare you toy with This Young Master! In all my life, I have never served anyone as humbly as I did just now."

"You dare treat me like this? Once I leave Ai City, I will return and carve you into a thousand pieces!"

"Worthy of being one of my favorite female characters in Douluo Continent. She really is beautiful. Seeing her in person, she's even more stunning than I imagined."

Aiven ignored her furious scolding and instead examined Qian Renxue's features and figure with an appreciative gaze.

The face of an angel, the body of a devil.

She did not have Zhu Zhuqing's especially voluptuous and fiery figure, but she was still very well-endowed.

The graceful curve running down to her hips was practically perfect.

Her skin was snow-white, her nose high and straight, and her exquisite face held a faintly imposing air in her slightly narrow phoenix eyes.

At only fourteen, there was still a trace of childishness on her face.

Her golden formal attire and long golden hair made her appear noble, elegant, and sacred.

But appreciation was appreciation. Once he was done admiring her—

Aiven's expression turned cold as well. He slowly rose and walked toward Qian Renxue. "I already told you that if you stayed obediently, I would provide you with good food and drink. But if you refused to behave, I would not be polite with you."

"What happened just now was merely a small lesson for you."

Qian Renxue also hardened her stance and said coldly, "I advise you to have your subordinate release me immediately, then let me leave Ai City!"

"Otherwise, you will not only have to face the Kingdom of Aers and the Heaven Dou Empire, but also bear the wrath of Spirit Hall, the strongest soul master force on the continent today!"

Aiven shook his head, his attitude equally forceful. "Qian Renxue, I don't care whether you are Xue Qinghe, the First Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, or Qian Renxue, the Young Master of Spirit Hall. You had better understand your current situation."

"You are now my prisoner."

"So what if I'm a prisoner? Do you dare kill me? Do you dare touch me?"

"Oh, you're quite defiant, aren't you? You think I really don't dare do anything to you?"

"Fine, fine, fine! If I don't make you submit completely today, then my surname isn't Ai!" Aiven was fired up.

Looking at Qian Renxue's sexy and alluring figure, a wicked smile spread across Aiven's face.