I, Qin Feng, Would Rather Be Beaten to Death or Starve Than Take a Woman as My Master! Second Update!

This was a quiet, elegant little courtyard.

Flowers and grass filled the grounds.

Feng Gege stood at the entrance, arguing fiercely with Chrysanthemum Douluo. The two were locked in a heated quarrel.

None of the harsh conditions Qian Renxue had imagined—huge iron chains, branding, torture, scars covering his body—were present.

This was a dungeon?

This was practically a retirement home, wasn't it?!

She didn't believe Spirit Hall's prison conditions had improved.

That was simply impossible!!

She had personally visited the dungeon before. It could only be described as cruel.

Severed hands and feet, Bloody Mary everywhere.

Qian Renxue suddenly slapped her forehead.

She was clever and perceptive; how could she not guess what was going on from this scene?

In the end, she was still too young and had been tricked by that woman again.

Being allowed to live in such an environment meant that woman never intended to kill Feng Gege at all.

Indeed, with Feng Gege's talent, who would be willing to kill him?

A Super Spirit Ring—one purple and three black. Even she envied that immensely!!

If he continued developing, he might become one of the few supreme experts standing at the pinnacle of the entire continent.

And she had even reluctantly offered to guide him? She was clearly desperate to take him as her disciple!!

Taking a genius who might one day become the strongest in the world as her disciple, while already having a daughter with a Six-Winged Angel...

That woman's ambition was enormous!!

She wanted both fame and fortune in her grasp.

"Qian Renxue? Your Holiness Pope!"

When Chrysanthemum Douluo saw Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong appear,

he stopped shouting in his fury, looking somewhat astonished.

He had nearly failed to recognize Qian Renxue's unfamiliar yet familiar face.

Wasn't she carrying out a mission?