The Incompetent Dugu Yan

[Dugu Yan: Qian Renxue, is your mother dead? Or what? Is this how you act as a group member?]

[Dugu Yan: To think that when I sold those immortal herbs, you were the first person I thought of. How could you treat me like this?]

[Dugu Yan: You're so wicked, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?]

[Dugu Yan: You actually dared to strike from the shadows at a time like that. You are truly shameless.]

[Dugu Yan: You usually look like a decent person, but I never expected you to be so calculating. You've really opened my eyes!]

Early in the morning, the Chat Group was blown up by Dugu Yan's messages. A barrage of fiery, aggressive texts flooded the screen, leaving many group members completely bewildered.

What could have happened to make Dugu Yan this angry? Angry enough to resort to cursing?

And what exactly did Qian Renxue do to make her abandon all decorum and lash out at her regardless of the consequences?

Could it be that Dugu Yan was cheated on, or had her romantic interest stolen?

In the Martial Soul Hall, within the Pope's Bedchamber, Bibi Dong had also just woken up. After washing up and donning her papal robes, she prepared to check the Chat Group.

She never expected that the moment she opened the group, she would see Dugu Yan bombarding her daughter with insults, even dragging her into the fray as well.

She felt completely dazed.

However, she didn't immediately fire back, as she hadn't yet figured out what had actually occurred.

But it was clear that Dugu Yan was absolutely furious—the kind of furious that went beyond words.

After all, if she hadn't been pushed to the absolute limit of grievance, she would never have discarded her image to scream in the group like this.

It was just hard for her to imagine what Xue'er could have possibly done to make Dugu Yan lose her composure to this extent.

Could it be that Xue'er sent people to pluck all the immortal herbs from Dugu Bo's Herb Garden?

But she quickly shook her head; the Group Leader had stated that group members were forbidden from maliciously sabotaging one another, and anyone who dared to do so would be kicked out. Xue'er wouldn't do that.

But if it had nothing to do with the immortal herbs, what else could cause such vitriol?

Just as Bibi Dong was deep in thought, others in the group began to ask questions out of concern.

[Ning Rongrong: ??? Fighting so early in the morning!]

[Shui Bing'er: What happened?]

[Xiao Wu: Yeah, Dugu Yan, what happened to make you so angry?]

[Hu Liena: What did the Young Mistress do to make you lose your cool like this?]

Watching everyone chime in with their inquiries, Dugu Yan's rage reached an unprecedented level.

[Dugu Yan: Ask her what she did last night! Ask me why I'm so angry!]

[Dugu Yan: Just because of what happened last night, if it had happened to any of you, you would want to kill her too!]

As soon as Dugu Yan said this, everyone became even more curious about what had transpired between the two of them yesterday to make her this enraged.

To the point where even they would want to kill the other party?

[Ning Rongrong: @Qian Renxue, come out, come out! What did you do yesterday?]

[Shui Bing'er: @Qian Renxue, can you satisfy everyone's curiosity?]

[Hu Liena: @Qian Renxue, Young Mistress, Young Mistress, come out and tell us.]

[Dugu Yan: @Qian Renxue, don't play dead, I know you're there!]

[Bibi Dong: ...]

On the other side, at the Crown Prince's Mansion.

Before dawn, Qian Renxue had returned to the mansion, her body filled with puffs, feeling somewhat exhausted, and walking with a slightly unusual gait.

There was no help for it; her current identity was still the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, and she had a daily schedule to maintain. It was impossible for her to stay in Wu Xing's dormitory.

Despite her weary expression, the flush on her face and the imperceptible upward curve of her lips showed that she was in a very good mood.

After all, she had truly been the first to taste the ham and milk, so naturally, she was happy.

She knew that with the Group Leader's status and position—well, she had called him "Daddy" all night, so she was getting used to it.

With his status, it was impossible for her to be the only one; it would inevitably lead to a scene of competing beauties.

Not to mention the myriad worlds, even within the current Chat Group, there were no fewer than five people harboring ulterior motives toward Wu Xing, perhaps even her own mother.

Therefore, being the first was of utmost importance, as it would leave the deepest impression.

Having seen the nature of things clearly, Qian Renxue had shed her once cold and arrogant persona to become the first woman to drink the soup.

She had even cooperated without reservation, to the point where her voice had gone hoarse.

Sipping a bit of clear tea to soothe her throat, Qian Renxue sat by the window, recalling the care she had received from the Group Leader all night. Unconsciously, a few more blushes crept onto her face.

She had never enjoyed her mother's care growing up, but she had felt the care from "Daddy" to the fullest.

Mm, very powerful, with strong arms; it was the image a father should have, and it fit the description in books of a harbor that shields his daughter from the wind and rain.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, a series of chimes rang out in her mind, interrupting her train of thought.

She opened the Chat Group and took a look. Seeing Dugu Yan's barrage of insults directed at her, her cheeks instantly burned, and she couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.

It was normal for the other party to be angry, and no matter how harsh the insults were, it was understandable; after all, in that situation, no woman could accept it.

If it were her, let alone cursing, she would have likely drawn the Angel Holy Sword and slashed out immediately.

Knowing she was in the wrong and seeing that things couldn't continue like this with Dugu Yan, she finally decided to soften her stance a little.

Of course, if she had to do it all over again, she would still act the same way. The first place had to be hers; that was the unique style of Qian Renxue.

[Qian Renxue: Dugu Yan, things have reached this point, and nothing can change that. It was indeed my fault yesterday; I went a bit too far.]

[Qian Renxue: However, I won't make any moves for the next few days. It will all be yours, how about that?]

[Qian Renxue: After all, you wouldn't want what happened yesterday to become known to everyone, would you?]

[Dugu Yan: You bastard!!! You goddamn wretch! I'm going to report you, I'm going to...]

Seeing Qian Renxue's words, Dugu Yan was so furious she wanted to scream, but the next sentence from the other party instantly stifled her rage.

[Qian Renxue: Are you agreeing or not? If not, I'm coming over again tonight.]

[Dugu Yan: Ten days!]

[Qian Renxue: No way, five days at most!]

[Dugu Yan: Impossible, eight days, or we go down together and let everyone see exactly what kind of person you are!]

[Qian Renxue: Fine, then have fun, and don't come begging me to come over later.]

[Dugu Yan: Hmph, what a joke, me begging you? Even if I jump off the Teaching Building, die in bed, or get broken, I will never beg you!]

[All Women: ???]

Watching the situation shift 180 degrees from a raging inferno where they were about to tear each other apart, the group members were all left feeling bewildered.

What are you two doing?

What "moves" or "no moves"?

And what is this about ten days or eight days?

Finally, what the hell is this about jumping off the Teaching Building, dying in bed, or getting broken?

So, you two caused such a huge commotion early in the morning, turning the group into a mess, and this is what it was all about?

Meanwhile, the one person who could actually understand the secret deal between the two was currently stretching his body, feeling refreshed, while washing up in the bathroom.