Sunday shook his head helplessly, took Little Cui from Qian Renxue's arms, and asked her,
"Did you read the letters I sent you?"
Qian Renxue had no choice but to let Little Cui go. She leaned back in her chair, looking rather glum, and murmured an assent.
"Yes, I read them. I never imagined Xue Beng would have the nerve to rebel."
As she spoke, a flicker of uncertainty crossed her eyes. This was nothing like the Xue Beng she had known before.
The old Xue Beng had been arrogant and overbearing, but cowardice ran deep in his bones.
Whenever he saw her, he scurried into hiding like a mouse fleeing a cat.
Even Xue Ye had little regard for him. Who would have thought he had hidden himself so well, secretly planning to rebel with the Clear Sky Sect's backing?
"Then how do you plan to deal with him?"
Sunday continued stroking Little Cui in his arms as he looked at Qian Renxue.
Her eyes narrowed at his question. After a long silence, she finally spoke.
"Let things stand for now. Rather than intercepting and killing Xue Beng first, I might as well let him launch his rebellion.
"That will secure my throne and eliminate this hidden threat in one stroke.
"As for worrying that he might succeed, he has Titled Douluo, but so do I. And I have things he doesn't."
Qian Renxue was brimming with confidence. So what if Xue Beng had joined forces with the Clear Sky Sect?
Titled Douluo? If there was one thing Spirit Hall never lacked, it was Titled Douluo.
Forget the Clear Sky Sect-even with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect joining them, they would not withstand a single exchange with Spirit Hall.
Besides, she