How Should the Little Angel Be Punished?

"What?" Ye Hua exclaimed in surprise.

He looked down at Renxue, her long Gold Trial hair spread out on the blue stone steps, her robes stained with dust, yet unable to conceal her stubborn and resentful expression.

"Why can't I be Ye Hua? I'm the real deal!"

Qian Renxue turned her head away, not even giving her a proper look. "The face is right, but something feels off."

"My grandfather once said that the strongest people standing at the pinnacle of the continent all exude an aura of oppression."

"Even if you try to hide it, you can't hide it all, but you don't have any at all!"

She disdainfully looked away, then turned to Dugu Bo, her words laced with sarcasm, "Your Excellency Poison Douluo, you can't even recognize your own grandson-in-law? Are you getting presbyopia?"

"No way," Dugu Bo frowned, "The Soul Skill match!"

Ye Hua simply stood up, smiling, and said, "Alright, alright, say I'm not the real Ye Hua."

"If the real Ye Hua comes, you'll just obediently let him suppress you without resisting?"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, "You! At least I don't mind my brother Hua beating me, and I won't kick him!"

"Oh~~" Ye Hua said seriously, "You don't mind? You won't kick me?"

"I think your brother Hua still likes it when you kick him; after all, struggling is also a source of excitement."

"Shut up!" Qian Renxue made no attempt to hide her disgust. "Imitation!"

After saying that, she quickly added, "Also, I just don't dislike it, I don't like it!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Hua's lips curled into a smile.

The void suddenly tore open, and a terrifyingly powerful pressure emanated from the crack.

A figure emerged from the crack, a half-smile playing on its lips, looking at Qian Renxue.

He still held a teacup in his hand, the steaming tea rising gently in the twilight.

Qian Renxue was instantly dumbfounded!

Dugu Bo, no longer able to dwell on his thoughts, stared wide-eyed!

"Ye... Ye Hua?"

"You have a twin brother?"

However, Ye Hua simply smiled and snapped his fingers.

The clone shattered like a broken mirror, rapidly disintegrating and collapsing.

It transformed back into long, fine hairs, drifting gently into its original hand, where it was casually tucked back into its hair.

The entire process was smooth and seamless, without any pauses.

Qian Renxue's expression was complicated, "A clone...?"

Dugu Bo's mouth dropped open. "So what was fighting just now was just a single hair?"

"That's right," Ye Hua sat down on the stone steps, placed the teacup on his lap, and blew on it, "It's just a hair's breadth."

Qian Renxue glanced at the distance not far away.

Snake Lance Douluo is still unconscious in the rubble.

The Porcupine Douluo lay on the ground, a large bump swelling on the back of his head.

Those two are genuine level 92 Titled Douluo!

She was a trusted confidant sent by her grandfather, and his abilities were beyond doubt!

But Ye Hua defeated them with just a hair!

The absolute Overwhelm left her with no thought of resistance, only despair.

She bit her lower lip hard. "What do you plan to do with me?"

Ye Hua placed the teacup on the bluestone. "What do you think?"

His voice was low and deep, with a deliberately drawn-out, playful tone.

Qian Renxue gasped, "Ye... Ye Hua!"

"If you dare to do anything reckless, I'd rather die than submit!"

"Hey, don't be nervous," Ye Hua shook his head at the last minute, just as she was about to explode. "For the sake of Great Enshrined Qian Daoliu, I won't hurt you."

Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment.

"However—" Ye Hua suddenly changed the subject, resting his chin on his hand, "You impersonated Xue Qinghe and deceived my brotherhood."

"This debt has to be settled, right? I hate being cheated!"

Qian Renxue stared at Ye Hua, lost in thought.

Why did she have a sixth sense that pointed out--

Ye Hua seems to be lying...

"If I'm not mistaken," Ye Hua looked at her lower back, "You struggled quite a bit when I pressed down on you just now."

"The waist and armpits are much more sensitive than other areas."

Qian Renxue was shocked and exclaimed, "Wait!"

Before she could beg for mercy, Ye Hua covered her mouth.

Qian Renxue twisted her body frantically, but Ye Hua held her down.

It made muffled whimpering sounds, its eyes looking pitiful, as if begging for mercy.

But Ye Hua had already taken out a feather from the Azure Jade Bracelet.

Snow-white, fluffy, and soft, yet tied with a pink string.

They also wrapped the handcuffs around it and brought it out as well.

Ye Hua blinked, glanced at the struggling Qian Renxue, and then--

Click!

"Mmm!"

Qian Renxue's wrists were handcuffed.

Then his ankle was also injured.

Dugu Bo turned around consciously, blocking out his hearing.

"Do you know what this is?" Ye Hua asked, waving the feather in front of Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue straightened her back, "You dare!"

"I dare." Ye Hua answered decisively.

The next second, the feather fell.

Target: Qian Renxue's defensive midfield position!

Through the thin fabric, the tips of the feathers brushed against sensitive areas.

Qian Renxue shuddered and almost jumped back.

Unfortunately, with his hands and feet bound, he could not escape the clutches of evil.

"Wait, wait! Don't—"

The feathers didn't stop; they continued upwards along the waistline.

It bypassed her ribs and floated lightly down to her armpit.

"Hahaha! Don't, don't touch there!"

"Ye Hua, you! Hahaha! You bastard!"

Qian Renxue laughed so hard she could barely breathe, curled up into a ball, and desperately tried to hide in a corner.

But Ye Hua's hands were very steady, and the feathers followed him like a shadow, accurately targeting every vulnerable spot.

"Was I wrong?" Ye Hua asked leisurely.

"Wrong... I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Oh?"

Ye Hua took off Qian Renxue's battle boots.

Teasing the soles of her feet through the white stockings.

"Was it wrong?"

"Hahaha!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"Take it away right now!"

Seeing Qian Renxue admit her mistake, Ye Hua nodded in satisfaction.

Will you lie to me again?

"No, I won't lie anymore!"

"I'll never do it again!"

Qian Renxue laughed until tears streamed down her face.

Her long hair was disheveled, and her cheeks were flushed.

She, the young master of the Spirit Hall and the inheritor of the Angel God, was now completely disheveled by the feathers, losing all semblance of her former image.

Dugu Bo smelled the odor in the air and was glad he had turned his back earlier.

"Can't see, can't hear, can't smell..."

"I know nothing..."

But his wildly twitching lips betrayed him.

Ye Hua stopped when he saw that Qian Renxue was about to break.

"It's good that you know you're wrong," Ye Hua said, staring at her half-undone bra from her struggle. "If you still don't know you're wrong, I'll have to punish you further!"

Qian Renxue curled up on the stone steps, her chest heaving violently, tears of laughter still clinging to the corners of her eyes.

She felt completely drained of energy, and even her glare at him softened.

"You... you wait!"

"This isn't over..."

Ye Hua shook the feather in his hand.

Qian Renxue wisely shut her mouth, but her eyes still held a murderous glint.

Especially after noticing Ye Hua's gaze!

I really don't understand why Grandpa admires him!

Deng Tu Zi, a lecherous scoundrel!

He even tried to scratch me there!

Hmph, wait till I get back and train hard, I'll surpass you sooner or later!

When I inherit the Godhood the Angel God, I'll scratch you with my feathers too!

Also, don't you like my feet?

Then I'll tie you up and shove my foot in your face!

I'll have you give me a massage!

Ye Hua was unaware that yet another person in the world had come forward to seek revenge on him after becoming a god.

Just as Qian Renxue was glaring angrily, a commotion suddenly arose from deep within the palace.

It was the sharp clang of clashing weapons, mixed with panicked shouts and hurried footsteps.

Dugu Bo's expression changed drastically, "This is bad! What about His Majesty!"