Qian Renxue summoned one of her trusted subordinates and asked how Xue Beng had been behaving lately.
"Your Highness, the Fourth Prince remains useless and unruly. At the academy, he leads a group of noble students in bullying the others."
"Understood. Keep watching him, and report back immediately if anything happens!"
"Yes!"
After the man left, Qian Renxue sat in her chair, tapping the armrest with her index finger. "Xue Beng, you'd better really have sunk into depravity!"
"That way, I can let you bounce around for a few more years."
It wasn't that Qian Renxue had never suspected Xue Beng of hiding his true nature. But when someone kept up an act for long enough, nine times out of ten, they eventually became the kind of person they were pretending to be. Add Prince Xue Xing's support and the troublesome Dugu Bo to the mix, and that was why she still hadn't made a move against Xue Beng.
Now, she had made up her mind to get rid of him. The only question was when.
At the earliest, in three to five years. At the latest, in about ten. That was Qian Renxue's estimate. If Xue Beng knew what was good for him, she might let him bounce around for a few more years.
Of course, she could also consider it if Xue Beng swore upon his Martial Soul to follow her lead and, from then on, willingly become a useless good-for-nothing who did nothing but eat and wait to die.
On Douluo Continent, oaths came true.
At the Heaven Dou Empire Academy, Xue Beng sneezed, a bad feeling washing over him. He thought of his good big brother, Xue Qinghe—or rather, Qian Renxue. It had to be said, his instincts were spot-on.
Xue Beng was deeply afraid of