The Evil Qian Xunji

But Qian Renxue could not do it. Qian Mo thought he could.

For the Halovian's greatest talent was Attunement.

Using music as a medium and his own mind to perform Attunement, Qian Mo was confident he could soothe Bibi Dong's obsessive, gloomy heart and keep her from rejecting Qian Renxue so extremely.

But Qian Mo had no intention of doing so.

It was not because Qian Mo had some kind of moral objection to it, feeling that it was a dirty form of hypnosis and control.

The real reason Qian Mo had abandoned the idea was that his earlier probing had revealed a god plotting behind Bibi Dong.

Yes, Qian Mo could indeed keep Bibi Dong from falling into evil.

But then what?

The result would be exposing Qian Mo himself to the evil god lurking in the shadows.

This ability to mend another person's heart was far too overpowered. If Qian Mo was not eliminated, that evil god's methods of manipulating people's hearts would become much less effective.

So, for the sake of more people, Qian Mo did not intend to interfere at this time.

But though the tree wished for calm, the wind would not cease.

Qian Mo did not want to meddle, but after finishing his daily performance practice, Qian Renxue asked him dejectedly from the side.

"Big Brother, I went to play the violin for my mother today, but she scolded me not long after I started, and even smashed my violin."

At that, the always-strong Qian Renxue could no longer hold back the tears filling her reddened eyes and began to sniffle.

"Wah... wahhh..."

Qian Renxue sobbed, looking pitifully at Qian Mo.

"B-Big Brother, why does Xue'er's mother hate Xue'er so much? Did Xue'er do something wrong?"

Qian Mo fell silent as he looked at Qian Renxue, who resembled a wounded little beast.

"Ah..."

Qian Mo sighed. In the end, his heart softened.

Although Qian Renxue was known as one of the three fools of love who brought about the fall of the Martial Soul Hall.

That was decades in the future. The current Qian Renxue was only a child, an innocent child caught in a terrible family relationship.

Putting away his violin, Qian Mo slowly sat beside Qian Renxue. After handing her a handkerchief, he said,

"Once, a wise man said that people were born bearing seven original sins.

Those seven sins are pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust.

Though I do not know why your relationship with your mother is so poor, Xue'er.

There is no love without cause, and no hatred without cause. There must be a reason your mother treats you this way, and that reason may lie among these seven sins.

When you go back, think carefully about which of these seven sins your mother's behavior matches. Perhaps then you will find the answer to your question."

At this point, Qian Mo paused slightly. Then he rubbed Qian Renxue's little head and added,

"But little Xue'er, you definitely did nothing wrong. You are still young and incapable of doing evil, so the fault certainly does not lie with you.

So do not look for problems in yourself, all right?"

Qian Mo smiled in satisfaction when he saw Qian Renxue stop crying and nod thoughtfully.

He hoped Qian Renxue could truly find the root of the problem herself. Then she would not keep fixating on the issue of maternal love and might choose another solution.

But then Qian Renxue suddenly asked,

"Um, Big Brother, what is lust, the last of the seven sins you mentioned?"

Qian Mo's smile instantly froze.

Explaining lust to a little girl... why did that make him feel like some criminal about to get zapped?

Still, Qian Mo had been an experienced adult in his previous life.

After racking his brains for a while, Qian Mo gave Qian Renxue as fairy-tale-like an explanation as he could: love not premised on marriage was bad lust, and disregarding a woman's wishes was also bad lust.

But after explaining that question, Qian Mo regretted it.

Having gained entirely new knowledge, Qian Renxue's curiosity was immediately piqued, and all sorts of strange questions came pouring out of her mouth.

Quite a few of them were adults-only!

To avoid seeming too much like a criminal who deserved to be zapped, Qian Mo could only burn through his brain cells, coming up with gentler explanations one after another before finally fending Qian Renxue off.

Qian Mo simply failed to notice one thing.

As he gave one brilliant explanation after another, Qian Renxue's eyes grew brighter and brighter as she looked at him.

Night fell, at the Papal Hall.

Upon hearing his subordinates report that Qian Renxue had once again suffered a setback with Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji could not help furrowing his brow.

Qian Xunji admitted that his handling of that incident had indeed been somewhat rough.

But was everything really his fault?!

If Bibi Dong had not fallen for that kind of trash and kept their relationship hidden from him, if his subordinates had not reported it to him, why would he have acted so hastily? He surely would have been more tactful!

And three years had passed, the child had been born, yet Bibi Dong still did not know her place. That was going too far!

Did she not know that when you married a chicken, you followed the chicken; when you married a dog, you followed the dog?!

Had she forgotten all the wifely virtues she had been taught?

But after a bout of anger, Qian Xunji merely sighed and gave no orders.

There was no helping it. Bibi Dong was, after all, Xue'er's birth mother.

What could he do, imprison Bibi Dong or kill her?

What kind of person would that make Qian Xunji?

And how would Xue'er see him then?

Feeling irritated, Qian Xunji saw his subordinate hesitating to speak. Knowing he had more to report, Qian Xunji waved for him to continue.

Subordinate: This and that, so on and so forth...

The more Qian Xunji listened, the tighter his frown became.

Qian Xunji admitted that the explanations Qian Mo had given contained profound truths and were vivid and easy to understand, very suitable for teaching children.

But what did it mean that his daughter looked at Qian Mo with admiration shining in her eyes?!

For a moment, Qian Xunji felt that his head of golden hair was looking a little yellow!

Half a month had passed, and Qian Xunji had naturally investigated Qian Mo's background thoroughly long ago. Otherwise, how could he possibly allow a stranger near his precious daughter?

A viciously mutated martial soul.

An interest in researching theory.

A habit of neglecting proper work in favor of music.

And, even among the Angel Clan, looks and bearing that few could rival!

For a moment, Qian Xunji sank into deep silence as an inexplicable sense of familiarity arose.

A moment later, Qian Xunji sharply sucked in a breath!

"Damn it! Isn't this brat just a super-enhanced version of Yu Xiaogang?!"

Qian Xunji then shot to his feet, knocking his luxurious chair into the floor with a creak. His eyes filled with unease as he began pacing rapidly back and forth across the room.

"Damn it, could Dong'er's bloodline have influenced Xue'er? Has Xue'er already started liking this trash?!"

At the thought of that possibility, Qian Xunji's eyes turned bloodshot, and he panted like a bull.

Not that possibility!

If the daughter he had gone to such lengths to have ended up with that kind of trash, he would absolutely go mad!