"There is a difference."
Qian Renxue raised his head with stubborn eyes:
"I used to beg her for charity, but now I want her to have to look at me, and even... be afraid of me."
"Okay, okay, you're right, you're right."
Nan Feng waved his hand, lay back again, and covered his face with the book:
"Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me."
"Whether you want to go to the Heaven Dou Empire to be an undercover agent or want to be the queen, these are all big things. You can discuss it with your grandfather yourself, or go directly to Bibi Dong for a showdown."
"Don't come to me."
Nan Feng's voice came out muffledly from under the book:
"See clearly, I am just a Spider Emperor Avatar who has no emotions, and I am the pendant of Bibi Dong."
"Not only am I lazy, but I also go crazy from time to time and my mental state is extremely unstable."
"You discuss with me how to poach her, how to compete with her for power..."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll turn around and sell you out? Or maybe I'll give you a slap in the face right now to wake you up?"
"Grandpa, I've already told you."
Qian Renxue's voice was calm and determined:
"Grandpa asked me to think clearly. He said that once I step on this road, there will be no chance to look back, and I will have to endure loneliness and suffering that are unbearable for ordinary people."
"But I told him that I had thought it through."
"Grandpa agreed. As long as I want to go, Worship Hall will fully support me, and the disguise Soul Bone will also be given to me."
Having said this, Qian Renxue paused, with a hint of worry in his tone:
"But... that woman may not let me participate in this matter."
Nan Feng took the book away and looked at her with raised eyebrows. "Why? Someone is willing to do such dirty work for her. It's too late for her to be happy."
"No."
Qian Renxue shook his head, his eyes flashing with a political sense that transcended his age:
"Of course she would be happy if someone else went."
"But if I were to go... the nature would be different."
"If I really succeed, if I really steal the imperial power of the Heaven Dou Empire. If Spirit Hall wants to dominate the world in the future, it must merge with the Heaven Dou Empire."
"At that time, I will hold the entire Heaven Dou Empire as a bargaining chip, plus I have the support of grandpa and Worship Hall."
"It's hard to say who will have the most power in this world."
Qian Renxue sneered:
"That woman is very ambitious. She wants to be the supreme queen, and she wants to be the first person in the ages."
"So, she will never allow this risk of getting out of control to exist."
"She would rather send an obedient puppet than give me the opportunity to have the capital to compete with her."
Listening to this analysis, Nan Feng couldn't help but look at Qian Renxue twice.
This girl has indeed grown up, and her brain works very fast.
"So?"
Nan Feng sat up straight and looked at her with a half-smile:
"Since you know that she and I are on the same team, I am her die-hard ally, and even this body belongs to her."
"Don't you feel awkward coming here to tell me this?"
"Is it even... dangerous?"
"I don't think so."
Qian Renxue shook his head and answered decisively.
She looked at Nan Feng's strange-colored eyes and said firmly:
"Because teacher... you don't care about this kind of thing at all."
"Don't care?" Nan Feng was stunned.
"Yes."
Qian Renxue nodded seriously:
"Although you always say you are on the same side with that woman and always help her make suggestions."
"But, I can see clearly."
"You have no interest at all in the so-called throne, the so-called power, or even the ownership of the Spirit Hall."
"You only help her because you are happy, or because she is... part of you, that's all."
"In your eyes, who becomes the emperor and who rules the continent seems to be just a boring game."
Qian Renxue took a step forward, eyes burning:
"Since it is a game, as long as the result is in your interests, as long as the game can be won."
"Stop with someone else..."
"What does it matter?"
"Huh?"
Nan Feng seemed to have heard some big joke. He sat up suddenly and looked at Qian Renxue with an expression that looked like a fool:
"It doesn't matter if someone else does it?"
"Qian Renxue, are you out of your mind?"
Nan Feng pointed to his nose, and then pointed in the direction of the Pope Palace:
"Don't forget, Bibi Dong and I are one and the same!"
"In other words, if Bibi Dong loses, I will also lose. If she is brought down by you, will I, the parasitic pendant on her body, still be able to reap the rewards?"
"You want to win Bibi Dong, want to take her position, but you come here to ask me, the enemy's strategist, to give you advice?"
"Are you trying to make me an enemy?"
"Or do you think I'm tired of living and want to make myself miserable?"
After saying that, Nan Feng turned over directly, with his back to Qian Renxue, covered his head with the book, and said in a low voice:
"Go quickly, don't go crazy here."
"What if you want to kill me in the future? I don't have the spare time to raise a gravedigger for myself."
However.
There was no sound of leaving footsteps behind him.
Instead, a gust of fragrant wind came.
Qian Renxue actually walked around to the other side of the rocking chair, squatted down, and put that delicate little face in front of Nan Feng. Those pale golden eyes were full of doubts.
"Teacher."
Qian Renxue stretched out his hand, took the book away from Nan Feng's face, stared into his eyes, and asked seriously:
"Why do you always like to make this assumption?"
"Why do you always think... that I want to kill you?"
In Qian Renxue's perception, although she calls Nan Feng "teacher", deep down in her subconscious, the person in front of her who always uses her mother's body and speaks venomously but can always wake her up is her "mother".
Even though Nan Feng has always denied it, saying that he is just a parasite, he is Martial Soul and a pendant of Bibi Dong.
But in Qian Renxue's opinion, that is just an excuse.
An excuse to hide that "she" doesn't actually hate herself as much as that woman does.
"Why?"
Nan Feng was a little embarrassed by her look. He simply sat up, his eyes became a little fierce, and he lowered his voice and said:
"Because I helped kill that damn daddy of yours!"
"Understood?"
Nan Feng pointed in the direction of the Pope Palace, with a cold tone, no longer covering up:
"Although it was Tang Hao who seriously injured him at the beginning, I was also the one who took the last hit!"
"More!"
"In the square, I was the one behind the scenes who forced your grandfather to kick Qian Xunji out of the Douluo Hall and the family tree, ruining his reputation and being reviled by the world!"
"It was me who made him have no peace after death and turned him into a Angel Family shame!"
"The hatred for killing my father, the hatred for humiliating my father."
"I don't believe it. When you grow up and your wings harden, you won't want to seek revenge from me?"
"Don't you want to kill me in memory of your unlucky father?"
However.
Faced with Nan Feng's almost "self-destructive" confession, the expression on Qian Renxue's face did not change at all.
There was no anger, no hatred, not even a hint of surprise.
She just tilted her head, still looking confused:
"Revenge?"
"Why revenge?"
"My father... wasn't he seriously injured by Tang Hao and died of his injuries?"
Qian Renxue stated this "official fact" calmly and in a matter-of-fact tone:
"As for kicking out the family tree..."
"It was a political struggle between that woman and my grandfather, a game of power."
"You are just her helper and her knife."
"Why should I hate a knife? Why should I hate you, teacher?"
"Huh??"
Nan Feng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and everyone was completely confused.
"No... are you sick?"
Nan Feng looked at her in disbelief:
"Did I not make it clear enough just now? I have a share in Qian Xunji's death! I have a share! I am one of the masterminds! Even the idea of publicly executing him in the square was mine!"
"I have nothing to hide anymore, can you bear this?"
"You really won't think about revenge in the future?"
"No."
Qian Renxue lowered his eyes, his voice became a little cold, but unusually sober:
"Although he is my father, what he did... is indeed a shame to the Angel Family. As grandpa said, it was the sinful debt of the previous generation."
"Now that grandpa has admitted it, and since everyone says he deserves to die, even grandpa won't let me pursue it."
"And..."
Qian Renxue raised his head and looked at Nan Feng, with a complicated light flashing in his eyes:
"Teacher, didn't you just teach me?"
"The grudges of the previous generation belong to the previous generation."
"That's their bad debt, it has nothing to do with me."
"Since everyone hopes that I will not get involved in this matter, since my father is not that innocent, and some even deserve to die..."
"Then why should I hate a person who is teaching me and treating me well for a dead person that I don't like and even brings me pain?"
"Why should I punish myself and kill the people I care about for the grudges of the previous generation?"
Qian Renxue asked confidently:
"Isn't this asking for trouble?"
"..."
Nan Feng was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
He stared blankly at the "filial daughter" in front of him who had self-consistent logic and could even learn and use it, and felt that his brain was a bit out of use.
Not...
Are you serious?
I said that yesterday just to trick you into not trying to get into trouble!
With you girl...
Did you apply what you learned to me?!