Qian Renxue: He's Not Wrong!

Facing this outburst of verbal and physical abuse, Lin Yuan felt not a single ripple of emotion in his heart.

Instead, he found the little girl throwing a tantrum before him to be full of childish naivety, possessing absolutely no real lethality.

Just then, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly echoed from outside the door.

Bibi Dong had been halfway away when she turned back, and upon reaching the entrance, she heard the commotion inside the room with perfect clarity.

When she saw Lin Yuan slumped on the floor, Bibi Dong was struck by a towering rage.

She stormed into the room, her beautiful face etched with icy, frigid fury.

"Qian Renxue! What are you doing!"

Bibi Dong scooped the fallen Lin Yuan into her arms with a heart-wrenching expression, immediately followed by a stern reprimand.

Looking at this daughter who always carried the shadow of Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong trembled with anger; she even raised her right hand, intending to strike a heavy blow across Qian Renxue's face.

Qian Renxue stood frozen in place, making no move to dodge.

She bit her lip hard, tears swirling endlessly in her eyes, yet she held her head high, stubbornly refusing to let them fall.

At the critical moment when that slap was about to land.

Lin Yuan wobbled to his feet within Bibi Dong's embrace.

He reached out with his chubby little hand, walked over, and tugged at the corner of Bibi Dong's robe.

Meeting Bibi Dong's stunned gaze, Lin Yuan spoke in a milky, childish voice.

"Mother."

"I tripped and fell by accident just now; big sister was only trying to help me up."

As these words left his lips.

Bibi Dong froze, her raised right hand stiffening in mid-air.

Opposite her, Qian Renxue was also completely stunned, her eyes, filled with hostility, widening into perfect circles.

Qian Renxue never imagined that this child she had always loathed, whom she had just pushed down, would actually speak up to defend her at a time like this!

Looking at that small, innocent face that radiated such sincerity, Qian Renxue felt that his eyes were exceptionally bright.

At the same time.

Lin Yuan turned around, reached out his small hand, and grabbed Qian Renxue's slightly trembling fingers.

Feeling the warmth radiating from his palm, Qian Renxue's body stiffened, and she forgot to pull her hand away.

Seeing Lin Yuan take the initiative to speak and even hold Qian Renxue's hand, the towering rage in Bibi Dong's heart could no longer find purchase.

She slowly lowered her hand, looked coldly at Qian Renxue, and issued a warning.

"Do not bully him again."

Having dropped these words, Bibi Dong said nothing more and turned to leave the room.

The room returned to silence.

Seeing that Bibi Dong had walked far away, Lin Yuan immediately let go of Qian Renxue's hand and trotted on his short legs back to the cabinet beside his bed.

He rummaged through it for a moment, then pulled out a stash of exquisite, delicious pastries.

Lin Yuan carried these pastries over to Qian Renxue and held them all out to her.

"Big sister, have some."

"Mother made these herself; they are very sweet."

Qian Renxue looked down at the pure-faced Lin Yuan before her, staring at the snacks he was offering.

In an instant, the softest part of her heart was quietly touched.

The tears in her eyes nearly broke through her defenses; she bit her lip, turned around, and ran out of the room without saying a word.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, several years passed.

Lin Yuan reached the age of five, while Qian Renxue grew to nine.

With the passage of time, Qian Renxue blossomed into an increasingly beautiful and moving young girl.

Her brilliant golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her delicate features were flawless.

Every gesture she made carried a unique, aristocratic elegance.

Not only that, but she had also grown much taller, her beautiful legs long and straight; walking through the Pope's Palace, she was simply beautiful and adorable to the extreme, attracting the gazes of countless people.

But even so, Bibi Dong's attitude toward her remained unchanged.

Although Bibi Dong continued to dote on Lin Yuan, wishing to offer him the best things in the world, she remained indifferent toward Qian Renxue, barely speaking a few words to her throughout the entire year.

Sitting on the throne of the Pope, though Bibi Dong held grand schemes and prepared for the future, she had also learned to be extremely restrained, deeply concealing her true strength.

And over these years, Lin Yuan's performance had completely shocked the upper echelons of the Martial Soul Hall.

He had displayed a terrifying and astonishing talent.

Even at an age before his martial soul had awakened, his physical constitution alone already far surpassed his peers, and was even more terrifying than some adults who had already awakened their martial souls.

Behind this, naturally, was the massive allocation of resources from Martial Soul Hall.

Coupled with the vigorous support of Bibi Dong, all manner of precious medicinal baths and rare treasures were delivered to Lin Yuan's room like flowing water.

Relying on the peerlessly tyrannical Nine Nether Beast bloodline power within his body, Lin Yuan continuously absorbed these medicinal properties, frantically strengthening his own bones and muscles.

At the same time, Bibi Dong would set aside a large amount of time every day to personally step in and instruct Lin Yuan.

From techniques of force exertion to combat awareness, she poured a great deal of heart and soul into him.

Whenever Lin Yuan was drenched in sweat on the training grounds.

Qian Renxue would often hide in the shadows behind a thick pillar outside the training grounds.

Watching her mother's meticulous guidance of Lin Yuan, her heart was filled with imbalance and bitterness, yet she did not take the initiative to go and cause trouble as she had when she was three years old.

Lin Yuan had actually long since noticed Qian Renxue hiding to the side and secretly observing.

He continued his training without a change in expression, though he knew as clearly as a mirror that this girl was feeling very uncomfortable inside.

Until one day.

Qian Renxue was practicing alone in her own training room.

In order to catch up to that monstrous younger brother, she was extremely harsh on herself, over-exhausting her own soul power.

As a result, her energy flow became unstable, and she accidentally injured herself, damaging her meridians and severely straining the muscles in her lower leg.

Qian Renxue collapsed to the floor, cold sweat pouring down from the pain; she bit her teeth together so hard she could barely endure it, yet she could not let out a single sound.

Lin Yuan happened to be passing nearby and sensed the anomaly inside the room.

Upon learning that Qian Renxue was injured, he did not hesitate in the slightest, running straight back to ask Bibi Dong for a box of the highest-grade healing ointment.

Holding the ointment, Lin Yuan jogged all the way, taking the initiative to come to Qian Renxue's room to deliver the medicine to her.

Pushing open the door, Qian Renxue was stunned to see Lin Yuan walk in holding the ointment.

She leaned against the wall, her brows tightly furrowed, and asked him with a hint of wariness.

"What are you doing here?"

Lin Yuan walked up to her and crouched down, opening the jade box, and looking at her face, pale from pain, he stated earnestly.

"Sister is hurt, and I feel pained too."

"Seeing you in pain makes me unhappy."

Qian Renxue was instantly dumbfounded.

Immediately following, Lin Yuan reached out, scooped up a piece of the fragrant ointment, and took the initiative to apply it to Qian Renxue's injured lower leg.

Lin Yuan's touch was very light, and combined with the miraculous medicinal effects of the ointment, Qian Renxue's tense nerves instantly relaxed, and she felt a sense of relief she had never experienced before.

Looking at Lin Yuan, who was crouched before her with a face full of focus, Qian Renxue's eyes grew hot.

Finally unable to hold back the emotion in her heart, she slowly raised her hand and took the initiative to pat Lin Yuan on the head.