Qian Renxue: Wait! When the Hell Did You Set Up That Net?!

Bibi Dong pursed her lips and said nothing, merely casting a rather subtle glance at Qian Renxue, who stood beside her with her head lowered.

Following Bibi Dong's gaze, Yue Guan saw the guilt written all over Qian Renxue's face.

All his accusations and fury instantly caught in his throat, forcibly swallowed back down.

Damn it! Did he dare lecture Qian Renxue?

Seeing Yue Guan's expression, uglier than crying, as though his heart were bleeding profusely, Bibi Dong felt somewhat sorry for him and spoke calmly:

"Elder Yue Guan, you should take these newly delivered flowers back. If you leave them with me, I won't have time to tend to them. Besides, if they're planted in this courtyard, who knows when... another accident might happen."

At that, Yue Guan's eyes lit up. He wished he could immediately push the cart back the way it had come.

But on second thought, the Pope herself had ordered him to deliver these!

If the Pope came to the Saintess Palace next time and found that the flowers had not been planted, wouldn't he, the errand runner, be the one in trouble?

"Your Highness, you jest..."

Yue Guan drew a deep breath, forcing a smile even uglier than crying onto his face as he gritted his teeth and declared his loyalty.

"Since this compensation was ordered by His Holiness the Pope, I naturally have to part with them painfully. As long as Your Highness likes them, that is enough!"

After saying that, he turned around and darkly instructed the maidservants:

"Be gentle! Turn over this patch of ground and plant them carefully! If you damage even a single root hair, I'll hold you accountable!"

Seeing this, Bibi Dong did not try to persuade him further. She withdrew her gaze, took Nan Feng's hand, and turned to leave.

"Um..."

Seeing that Bibi Dong was about to leave, Qian Renxue instinctively wanted to call out, "Mother."

But recalling that she had just burned someone else's painstaking work the night before, she guiltily swallowed the words and forcibly changed them.

"Nan Feng!"

Bibi Dong paused and lowered her head to glance at Nan Feng beside her.

She released his hand and calmly instructed, "Don't cause any more trouble."

Then she headed toward the front courtyard without looking back.

The moment her mother left, Qian Renxue hurried over.

Nan Feng looked up at her and knowingly asked, "Is something wrong?"

Without another word, Qian Renxue grabbed Nan Feng's wrist and pulled him toward the side. "Come with me!"

Before long, Qian Renxue had dragged Nan Feng to a relatively secluded pavilion on the other side.

She looked around, making sure no one was paying attention, before coughing lightly and awkwardly saying, "About helping me take the blame last night... thank you."

"No need to thank me. Since I promised, I would naturally do it."

Nan Feng pulled back his wrist and rubbed it. "You specifically dragged me over here just to say that?"

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, a trace of unyielding fighting spirit igniting in her eyes.

"Can you use that Spider Silk that trapped me last night one more time?"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

While Qian Renxue had been pulling him toward the pavilion, he had already sensed an incomparably restrained sacred aura approaching.

Even if that old man Qian Daoliu concealed his aura perfectly, such concealment was meaningless before him.

Clearly, after dealing with the young one, the old one had come.

This grandfather and granddaughter wanted to figure out the details of his Mutated Spider Silk.

"Try using it again!"

Qian Renxue put her hands on her hips and said confidently, "Though I was carelessly trapped by you last night, I spent the entire night thinking about it! This time, I definitely won't fall for it again!"

"I refuse." Nan Feng decisively shook his head.

Qian Renxue froze, clearly not expecting him to refuse so bluntly. "Why?!"

"My Spider Silk isn't for you to use as a magic trick."

Nan Feng asked in a faint voice, "Besides, if you really figure out how to break it, won't you keep bullying me in the future?"

Qian Renxue immediately became anxious and widened her eyes. "When have I ever bullied you?!"

"You might think you haven't, but I have felt it firsthand."

Nan Feng's little face darkened as his Heterochromatic Double Pupils fixed on Qian Renxue.

"You're used to being above everyone else. Things you consider perfectly natural are already full of malice toward a weak person like me."

Qian Renxue was completely stunned. "When did I do that?"

"Let's not even talk about yesterday. Let's talk about just now."

Nan Feng raised a finger and pointed at his wrist, which had been pinched red. "You dragged me over here without asking whether I wanted to come. You're stronger than me, and I couldn't resist, so I could only let you forcefully pull me along."

Qian Renxue looked at the red mark on his wrist, and her voice immediately weakened.

"I... I just wanted to find somewhere with no one around to talk..."

"That is the heart of the problem. You were forcing me, completely ignoring what I thought."

Nan Feng pressed on step by step. "It's the same now that you want me to release the Spider Silk. What if you really find a way to deal with it? Then I won't even have a means to protect myself. When that happens, you'll definitely bully me even more. Why should I take that risk?"

"I promise! I absolutely won't bully you again!" Qian Renxue hurriedly swore.

Nan Feng looked at her and scoffed. "A promise? Never mind how trustworthy your promise is. Even your definition of bullying is flawed. Deep down, you simply don't think that forcefully dragging me just now counted as bullying."

After saying that, Nan Feng turned and walked away.

"Hey! Don't go!"

Qian Renxue panicked. She instinctively reached out and tightly grabbed his arm again.

"I really know I was wrong! I promise I'll never force you again, and I won't bully you anymore!"

Nan Feng stopped, turned back, and let his gaze fall along her arm.

Following his gaze, Qian Renxue looked down and released him as if shocked by electricity. She awkwardly stepped back half a pace. "I... I didn't mean to."

Nan Feng rubbed his wrist. Seeing how stubborn she looked, he found it somewhat amusing. "Do you really want to be tied up again that badly?"

Qian Renxue immediately perked up and patted her chest in assurance. "I was careless last night! Try it again now, and I definitely won't fall for it!"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

"Of course!" Qian Renxue lifted her chin, brimming with confidence.

Nan Feng shook his head. "But you're already tied up."

"Huh? Already tied..."

Qian Renxue froze.

Before her words had even faded, she suddenly felt a faint sense of restraint around her body.

Acting on instinct, she fiercely circulated her Soul Power to break free.

The moment she exerted force, the sensation of restraint instantly tightened!

Qian Renxue's expression changed drastically. Looking down, she discovered that her arms, waist, and legs had somehow become wrapped in dense, crystalline Spider Silk once more!

Moreover, this Spider Silk was greedily siphoning away her Soul Power as if it knew the routine well.

She was utterly dumbfounded. "When did you do this?!"

Nan Feng shrugged. "When you first grabbed me and dragged me over here just now."

Qian Renxue's face was full of disbelief. "How is that possible?! When I was pulling you, I was walking in front of you the whole time! How did your Spider Silk get around me?!"

Nan Feng gave her a look as if she were an idiot. "Do you think I'd tell you?"

"Alright, since you wanted to be tied up, then stay tied up slowly."

Nan Feng clapped his hands. "A friendly reminder: after your Soul Power is exhausted, this stuff will keep going for another half hour."

"If you really can't take it anymore, you can shout for help. This is the Saintess Palace, after all. Someone will come save you."

"Goodbye."

With that, he strolled away leisurely without looking back.

Inside the pavilion, feeling her Soul Power continuously drain away and the restraints grow tighter and tighter, Qian Renxue was on the verge of collapse.

"What?! You—"

Qian Renxue desperately shouted at the small retreating figure:

"Wait! Undo this! Come back here—!"

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