Writing Diaries in Douluo, Starting Off by Breaking Bibi Dong's Heart
Chapter 47

Tang San, the Hypocrite, and Qin Feng Shows No Mercy!

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"Qin Feng, don't twist my words."

"This External Soul Bone is an object of utmost evil and malice. Everyone saw that cold, sinister flame just now. In the hands of someone like you, whose heart is crooked, such wicked power will only become a weapon of slaughter."

"If you gave it to me, I would use Mysterious Heaven... I would use my righteousness to reform it, and use it to protect my companions and all living beings."

"Someone as selfish as you would never understand the difference."

The mockery in Qin Feng's eyes deepened.

"Enough, enough. Stop patting yourself on the back."

"In your hands, it's justice. In someone else's, it's evil."

"When it comes to double standards, you've got it down to a fine art."

Qin Feng stepped forward, his gaze like a blade, stabbing straight at Tang San's face.

"Little Scumbag."

"The way you do the dirty deed and then set yourself up as a paragon of virtue makes me sick."

That "Little Scumbag" rang out, clear and loud.

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.

Growing up, even when people looked down on him at Notting Academy, no one had ever dared insult him to his face like this.

And the words "Little Scumbag" didn't just grate on his ears—they were like a sharp knife, piercing straight through the thin veneer of his self-respect.

This man was definitely insulting him!

And he was doing it with the contempt of someone who knew his secrets!

Standing behind Qin Feng, Qian Renxue's red lips beneath her veil formed a small "O."

She'd read in the diary that Qin Feng called Tang San "Little Scumbag."

She'd thought it was just a derogatory nickname.

But now, hearing Qin Feng call him that to his face and seeing Tang San's hypocritical ways, Qian Renxue felt a powerful sense of agreement rise within her.

He really was a little scumbag.

His mouth was full of benevolence and righteousness, but his belly was full of lechery and deceit.

Was this the man who would one day destroy Spirit Hall and the foundation of her Angel bloodline?

This piece of trash?

Tang Hao, who had been standing silently behind Tang San, finally began to lose patience.

His towering frame shuddered slightly, and a crushing pressure, heavy as a mountain, bore down on Qin Feng.

The air around them seemed to thicken.

"Enough."

Tang Hao's voice was hoarse and low, filled with an unquestionable, domineering authority.

"Qin Feng, since you're a junior and have some talent, I don't want to bully you with my seniority."

"Just strip off that External Soul Bone and hand it over to Little San, and I'll spare your life."

"Otherwise, today will be your last."

That was the Clear Sky Douluo.

There was no need for reason. The biggest fist made the rules.

Under that pressure, Qin Feng stood ramrod straight. He even reached up and brushed nonexistent dust from his shoulder.

"Spare my life?"

"Tang Hao, did hammering iron in that backwater village hammer your brains to mush?"

"You could do what you did back then, but no one else can talk about it?"

A cold smile curled Qin Feng's lips, and his eyes sharpened.

"Back then, you schemed and plotted every which way for that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. You even schemed against your own wife."

"What, now that you've seen a good one on me, your greedy nature's reared its head again?"

Tang Hao shuddered all over. His originally cloudy eyes instantly blazed with murderous fury.

"Shut up!"

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

That was the deepest scar in his heart, and his most closely guarded secret.

Qin Feng paid no heed to his fury and continued on his own:

"Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast."

"Tsk, tsk. What a wonderful woman, willing to sacrifice herself for you."

"But what about you? Were you truly unable to protect her, or were you waiting for her to sacrifice herself so you could claim that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, and break through to Titled Douluo in one fell swoop?"

"If you really wanted to take her away, where couldn't you have hidden, with your status as an heir of the Clear Sky Sect and the strength you had back then? Why take a pregnant woman who was about to give birth and drag her all over the place, only to conveniently run into people from Spirit Hall?"

"Tang Hao, ask yourself with a clear conscience: isn't that Soul Bone stained with your wife's blood?"

The moment those words fell, the whole place fell silent.

Tang San was completely stunned.

He stared wide-eyed at Qin Feng, then mechanically turned to look at his father.

"Dad..."

"Is what he said true?"

"Ah Yin... she was my mother? She was a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Beast?"

Tang San's entire worldview took a massive blow.

His mother was a Soul Beast?

Then wasn't he a human-beast hybrid?

And... had his father done it all for the Soul Bone...?

"Shut up, Little San! Don't listen to his nonsense!"

Tang Hao trembled with rage, his fist clenching with a series of sharp cracks.

"Ah Yin was the love of my life! Spirit Hall drove me into a corner with no way out!"

"That little beast is trying to drive a wedge between us!"

Tang San took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

That was right.

There was no way his father was that kind of man.

On the journey here, his father had been strict with him, but the love he'd shown him had been real.

Qin Feng was a villain with cruel methods and a poisonous tongue!

Tang San turned and glared at Qin Feng, his eyes full of venom.

"Qin Feng, stop slandering my father."

"My father loved my mother deeply. He would never have done what you're saying!"

"To protect that evil Soul Bone, you've actually made up such an outrageous lie. You're utterly shameless!"

Seeing how eagerly Tang San tried to defend himself, Qin Feng's eyes filled with even greater scorn.

"Whether I made it up or not, your good old dad knows best."

"Besides, Tang San, there's no need to deny it so quickly."

"Like father, like son."

"Aren't you doing exactly what your father did, walking the same path?"

As Qin Feng spoke, his gaze drifted toward Shrek Academy. There was no one there now, but his meaning was unmistakable.

"That girl called Xiao Wu at your side is also a Hundred Thousand Year Rogue Rabbit who took human form, isn't she?"

"You keep her by your side, calling her your little sister."

"Are you planning to fatten her up like your old man did, then have her sacrifice herself for you so you can take her Spirit Ring and Soul Bone?"

Boom!

Those words crashed down on Tang San's crown like a bolt of thunder.

His face instantly turned deathly pale.

How did he know?!

Even Tang San had only recently glimpsed the truth through the Purple Demon Eye: Xiao Wu was a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Beast.

How could Qin Feng possibly know?

And...

The thought buried deep in his heart, the one he didn't even dare face himself, had just been dragged out into the open by Qin Feng and laid bare beneath the broad daylight.

Qian Renxue's delicate body shuddered.

She'd read the diary and knew Xiao Wu was a Soul Beast, but hearing Qin Feng expose it in front of everyone still sent shockwaves through her.

Were both father and son really this kind of trash?

Did they specifically target Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beasts?

And this was what they called a righteous, prestigious sect?

The murderous intent in Tang San's eyes could no longer be concealed.

This secret absolutely couldn't get out!

If Spirit Hall learned Xiao Wu's identity, she'd be finished!

And his reputation would be utterly ruined!

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