The VIP room was a complete mess.
Qian Renxue was kneeling on the floor, her face streaked with tears.
There was not a shred of dignity left in her disheveled state.
Right now, she was nothing more than a pitiful woman crushed by a cruel truth.
It was over. Everything was over.
So my life had been a tragedy from the very beginning.
The so-called family affection, the so-called love, the so-called glory—they were all bubbles.
Grandfather's sacrifice, Mother's coldness... and my own laughable obsession.
All of it had driven me toward that bottomless abyss.
No, I refuse to accept this!
I, Qian Renxue, was born to be heaven's favored daughter, a future god!
I absolutely could not accept such a miserable fate!
Ye Qiong watched her in silence, his face impassive as he frantically tallied the Emotion Points he had just raked in.
[Ding! +800 Emotion Points from 6G Sky Wing's utter despair!] [Ding! +900 Emotion Points from 6G Sky Wing's overwhelming hatred!] [Ding! +1000 Emotion Points from 6G Sky Wing's unwillingness to accept it!]
This was a gold mine!
Damn, who would've thought that spoiling the future right to a group member's face could still earn Emotion Points?
And the haul was huge, too. No wonder she was the future Angel God—she really was top-tier.
The only question was how much the threefold bonus would add up to.
Ye Qiong gleefully worked it out in his head, feeling not the slightest guilt over driving a future goddess to the brink of collapse.
If he didn't get involved, Tang San would break her sooner or later anyway. He might as well reap the benefits.
Besides, I'm helping you here, my Xue'er.
Only by learning how miserable your fate is ahead of time can you defy the heavens