"That Crown Prince Xue Qinghe wants to poach you! He wants to turn you into his loyal subordinate and make you work for him, guga!"
Ning Rongrong hesitated.
"Uh... aren't you overthinking it?"
Hearing her deductions questioned, Great Detective Ke Guga abruptly straightened up.
Her huge head sent the heavy solid-wood coffee table flying.
It traced an arc through the air before crashing onto the floor some distance away.
Crash!!
It shattered instantly, scattering broken glass across the floor.
She leaped up and landed on the unconscious Xiao Wu's raised, shapely backside.
That put her right at eye level with Ning Rongrong.
"My deductions are never wrong! I stake my dignity as a Great Detective on it, guga!"
Lin Xiao nodded in agreement.
The person behind Xue Qinghe's mask was Qian Renxue, after all.
She had an almost obsessive hunger for exceptional talent.
Poaching a genius from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, even Ning Rongrong's fiancé, was nothing to her.
Even if someone was the child of an old enemy, as long as they had enough talent and value, she could set aside her grudges and take the initiative to recruit them.
Still, that was a good thing in its own way.
Qian Renxue had a powerful desire to conquer.
The more talented someone was, the stronger that desire became.
And she would not allow anyone else to interfere.
Even if Bibi Dong learned about him, he would not have to do anything. Qian Renxue would clash with her herself, perhaps even deliberately oppose her.
That actually made him safer.
Beside him, Ning Rongrong clung tightly to Lin Xiao's arm, frowning in thought.
There were only so many ways to recruit talented people: coercion or enticement.
She was not afraid of coercion. Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa protected her,