Is Qian Renxue's Mind Bad? I'll Cure It!

Qian Renxue removed her disguise and arrived at the Worship Hall.

Tonight, she wore a simple white long dress, her steps light.

The light cast upon her profile, reflecting outlines that were near-perfect in their refinement.

Those golden eyes, the same color as her hair, concealed a composure unfitting for her age.

Inside the grand hall, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the statue of the Angel God.

The angel statue was several zhang tall, its six wings fully extended, one hand holding a sword and the other pointing toward the sky.

Even as a mere stone carving, the sacred majesty it emitted was enough to make one's heart and mind tremble.

Qian Daoliu turned around, looking peacefully at Qian Renxue at the hall's entrance.

"Xue'er, you're here."

Qian Renxue's heart felt as if it had been clutched by something.

At the age of nine, she had been sent to the Heaven Dou Empire, impersonating the crown prince Xue Qinghe.

From that moment on, she had never returned.

After so many years, returning once more to the place where she lived in her childhood and seeing the grandfather who cherished her most, her heart stirred intensely with emotion.

"Grandfather, I... have returned."

Qian Renxue hurried forward, stopped three steps away from Qian Daoliu, then knelt on both knees, her forehead touching the ground.

"Get up quickly."

Qian Daoliu helped Qian Renxue up, examining her closely.

"Xiaoxue, my good child, you've grown this tall. You've suffered grievances these past years."

Listening to these words from her grandfather, Qian Renxue's nose suddenly stung.

Only she knew how much heartache she had experienced and how much loneliness she had endured during her years as an undercover agent in Heaven Dou Palace.

She disguised herself as the gentle