In Demon City, Qin Yi still had a headache.
In this short span of time, how many times had everyone fought already...
Being a man was too hard.
These fights were not because Bangbang was the sort to hammer anyone she saw... On the contrary, Bangbang had been rather yielding this time, always trying to display the bearing of a principal wife. But she simply did not possess the bearing of a principal wife, and her skill at palace intrigues with needles hidden in silk was practically zero. A little provocation was all it took for a fight to break out...
Well, the key was that she kept getting provoked. And most importantly, there was that little snake.
She had not become someone who recognized neither kin nor kinship, nor had she turned vicious and wicked, but she had ultimately become combative.
She was like a fighting cock with everyone—after biting Bangbang, she bit Master; after biting Master, she bit Brother.
It was as if her entire body hid an endless torrent of baleful fury. Yet with familial affection holding it down, she could not truly go mad, and could only keep tearing into people everywhere to sustain herself.
No one disliked her. Even Liusu, who was always being targeted and torn into, only fought because she was the sort who loved rolling up her sleeves and hammering people. It would have been strange if she did not act that way, not because she had any issue with the little snake. On the contrary, everyone found the little snake quite pitiful.
But even the Great Purity could not cure such a thing.
Her divinity had already awakened. A Soaring Serpent was a Soaring Serpent; no matter what, she would never be a Vegetable Snake.
How could it be suppressed again?