Handling Yu Xiaogang, an Unexpected Meeting of Eyes

Qian Renxue listened to her grandfather's advice as the scenery sped past the window. She fell silent for a long time.

At last, she spoke. "Grandfather, I'm not going back. The plan will proceed as usual. No—I have to see it through to the end."

Her tone was calm, without a trace of emotion, but her hands had clenched into fists. Pale blue veins stood out on the backs of her fair, jade-like hands. "I'm not trying to prove anything. I just want to take her power and position from her, step by step. Isn't she the Pope? Then I'll bring down Spirit Hall and let the radiance of the Heaven Dou Empire shine across the entire continent."

Qian Daoliu opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing.

He did not take her talk of "bringing down Spirit Hall" to heart. It was not that he doubted his granddaughter. In his eyes, so long as the continent was united and the Angel Clan emerged victorious, what difference would it make whether Spirit Hall or the Heaven Dou Empire remained?

Besides, that woman had indeed been restless lately.

Recalling her recent moves, Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes.

I let you become Pope partly because I felt guilty. Even after you killed Xun Ji with your own hands, that guilt never entirely faded. But the position of Pope rightfully belongs to the Angel Clan. It always has.

I can overlook you holding it now, but it must be left to Xiao Xue in the future. I won't let you do as you please.

The information he had gathered flashed through his mind, and the corners of Qian Daoliu's mouth lifted. *A Fox Girl with Innate Full Soul Power. One day, she can be a stepping stone on Xiao Xue's path