Qian Renxue's Hatred

Bibi Dong's gaze was like two icy blades, stabbing straight into Qian Renxue's heart.

"I know that. Is that what you came to ask me about?"

Qian Renxue tried her best not to lose ground, and the chill in her eyes intensified once more.

She had never looked at Bibi Dong this way before, but she had no other choice.

She had come not only for an explanation, but also to vent her anger.

"He is your disciple. How could you treat him like this?"

Bibi Dong let out a cold laugh, her gaze devoid of emotion. "You said it yourself—he is my disciple. How I arrange his affairs is my business. What right do you have to interfere? What qualifications do you have to question me?"

"You!" A towering rage burned within Qian Renxue, but she could find no opening.

This woman was right. She had acted impulsively today.

As things stood, she truly had neither the standing nor the identity to interfere in Dongfang Yu's affairs.

"Although we broke up, I still love him. Is that reason enough?" Qian Renxue shot back.

"You still love him? Let me tell you this: I forbid it!"

Bibi Dong rose to her feet, and a powerful wave of Soul Power erupted from her body, shaking Qian Renxue until she could barely keep her footing.

"He doesn't love you. He is my disciple and belongs only to me!"

"What?" Qian Renxue's mind went blank. What had she just heard?

This woman had actually said that Dongfang Yu was hers, that he belonged to her alone?!

Was there no justice left? No law?!

Dongfang Yu clearly loved her, Qian Renxue. What did that have to do with this woman? She was merely his teacher. Did being his teacher give her the right to