This Little Girl... Has Quite a Temper?

The sigh was so soft it was almost inaudible, yet it seemed to drain all her strength, leaving only a deep weariness and a helpless compromise.

For the first time, the proud angel tasted the bitterness of "wanting but not getting".

She forced herself to suppress all her outward emotional fluctuations, and her beautiful face once again donned the gentle mask that belonged to "Xue Qinghe," but the lingering sadness deep in her eyes could not be erased no matter what.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qian Renxue strode forward and walked straight towards Lin Xia.

Her steps remained elegant, carrying the composure unique to royalty, but her pace was a bit faster than usual, conveying an unquestionable air.

She didn't look at Bi Ji, nor at Zi JI; she had only one target— Lin Xia.

Lin Xia was being gently inquired about her health by Bi Ji, while Zi JI stood to the side with her arms crossed, her cold gaze sweeping over the surroundings as she fulfilled her duty of protection.

Seeing Qian Renxue approaching, Lin Xia smiled.

"Sister Xue'er..."

However, before he could even finish saying "sister," Qian Renxue was already standing in front of him.

There were no extra words, not even time for him to react.

Qian Renxue reached out her hand directly, her movements natural yet carrying an undeniable force, accurately and firmly grasping Lin Xia's hand, which was smaller than hers and still retained a youthful innocence.

Her palms were slightly cool, and her fingertips were somewhat stiff from the emotional turmoil and Sheer Force suppression she had experienced earlier.

Lin Xia was taken aback, feeling the coldness and tightness in her hand, and subconsciously looked at Qian Renxue.

He clearly saw the complex emotions that hadn't completely faded in her eyes—a forced calm, deep-seated grievances, and a hint of... almost fragile dependence?

That look made Lin Xia's heart skip a beat, and she thought of asking, "What's wrong, Xue?"

It was stuck in his throat. He keenly Frisk that Qian Renxue seemed to be in a very bad mood at this moment.

"They're gone."

Qian Renxue's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable decisiveness.

Without even waiting for Lin Xia's response or looking at the reactions of the two newly minted "older sisters" beside her, she held his hand tightly, exerted a little force, turned him around, and walked towards the outer edge of the Star Dou Forest without looking back.

Her back was straight, and her silver hair shone in the sunlight, as if she were still that noble and unapproachable angel.

But only Lin Xia, who was being held tightly by her, could feel that the hand was trembling slightly, revealing the unease in her heart.

This scene elicited various reactions from the others present.

Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu's gazes met in mid-air.

Bibi Dong's deep purple eyes clearly reflected her daughter's stubborn and dejected back, and her hand tightly holding Lin Xia's.

She saw the turbulent emotions hidden beneath Qian Renxue's feigned composure.

A deep sense of helplessness and heartache flashed in Qian Daoliu's golden pupils.

He knew his granddaughter too well; that pride, that possessiveness, was now being ruthlessly crushed by reality.

They all understood Qian Renxue's resentment and struggle at this moment, and they also understood how much self-control was required behind her final rational choice.

In the exchange of glances between the two, there was a silent sigh of understanding and complex emotions between the elder and the younger.

Qian Daoliu slightly, signaling Bibi Dong to follow.

Di Tian's enormous dragon eyes watched Qian Renxue leave with Lin Xia, then glanced at Bi Ji and Zi JI, who were left behind, clearly caught off guard. He let out a low, ambiguous snort. Xiong Jun scratched his head and muttered in a muffled voice.

"This little girl... has quite a temper?"

The Scarlet King's three heads bumped together, seemingly finding human emotions truly complex and difficult to understand.

The branches and leaves of the Ten Thousand Demon King rustled in the wind.

Bi Ji looked at Lin Xia, who was Sheer Force dragged away by Qian Renxue, and at their tightly clasped hands. A hint of surprise flashed in her emerald eyes, which then turned into understanding and a faint sense of helplessness.

A bitter smile appeared on her gentle face.

This angel's "possessiveness" towards Lin Xia was much stronger than she had imagined.

The Master's order was to protect Lin Xia, but it didn't mention dealing with this... delicate emotional entanglement.

She turned to look at Zi JI.

Zi JI's cold and beautiful face remained expressionless, but her deep purple eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Qian Renxue's hand tightly gripping Lin Xia's. A subtle, almost Frisk hint of coldness and displeasure flashed deep within her eyes.

The fact that her guarded possession was taken away in such an almost "Snatch" manner made her feel slightly offended, even if the other party was of special status.

However, the Master's command is above all else.

"Let's go, Zi JI."

Bi Ji spoke softly, her tone returning to its usual gentle and composed manner, but her eyes conveyed their sense of responsibility.

"The Master has decreed that the duty to protect must be fulfilled immediately."

Zi JI snorted coldly, remaining silent, but her actions were swift and decisive.

Two peerless beauties, one as gentle as spring water and the other as cold as ice, transformed into two streaks of light and quickly caught up with Qian Renxue and Lin Xia, who had already walked dozens of meters ahead. Like two silent shadows, they followed them a few steps behind, one on the left and one on the right, neither too close nor too far.

Their presence is extremely strong, yet they adhere to the duties of guardians, never overstepping their bounds, but they cannot be ignored either.

Lin Xia was being led by Qian Renxue, and her steps were a little unsteady.

He could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from the "Sister Xue'er" beside him; her tightly clenched hands showed no sign of loosening.

He glanced back discreetly, and sure enough, Bi Ji and Zi JI had followed, like two powerful guardian deities, their expressions different but their goal clear.

He felt a mix of emotions, worried about Qian Renxue's condition, feeling a strange pressure from the two new "older sisters" behind him, and also uneasy about his grandfather's and teacher's reactions.

Qian Renxue didn't look at him, but kept her eyes fixed ahead, her steps firm.

Sunlight filtered through the sparse foliage, casting a small shadow beneath her long eyelashes.

She forced herself not to think about the two figures following behind her, not to think about the jarring calls of "Sister Bi Ji" and "Sister Zi JI," and even less about the aloof "Sister Gu Yuena."

She simply held Lin Xia's hand tightly, as if it were the only thing she could grasp at that moment to prove her status as "older sister."

Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu walked side by side, following behind, watching the peculiar group ahead.

Qian Renxue strides forward proudly, holding Lin Xia's hand tightly; Lin Xia, being led by the hand, looks somewhat bewildered.

And behind them were two silent but powerful guardians— Bi Ji and Zi JI.

"Well..."

Qian Daoliu finally couldn't help but let out a very soft sigh.

This journey to the Star Dou resolved a world-ending pollution crisis, but it seems to have unleashed a more complex and unpredictable emotional storm.

Bibi Dong pursed her lips, her deep purple eyes lost in thought.

She watched her daughter's stubborn back, then looked at Lin Xia, and finally glanced at the two inseparable Ferocious Beast "sisters." She felt that the road ahead would probably be more turbulent than she had imagined.