Fury churned in Qian Daoliu's eyes. Soul Power poured out around him as he prepared to restrain Qian Renxue just as he had before.
But this time, Qian Renxue was ready. She swiftly pulled a dagger from her storage space and pressed it against her neck.
Qian Renxue's move left both Qian Daoliu and Cao De at a loss.
Qian Daoliu tried to seize the dagger with his Soul Power, but Qian Renxue moved faster.
The dagger sliced her neck, and crimson beads of blood trickled down her fair skin, a painfully stark sight.
"Xue'er, take it easy!" Panic appeared on Qian Daoliu's face. He withdrew all his Soul Power and cried out anxiously.
A Peak Douluo was perfectly capable of saving Qian Renxue, but Qian Daoliu was not merely a Peak Douluo. He was also her grandfather.
He dared not snatch the dagger away, afraid he might hurt her.
Cao De had never expected Qian Renxue to take such drastic action.
He hurried forward and hugged Qian Renxue from behind, saying gently, "Be good."
As he spoke, Cao De reached to take the dagger from her.
"But my grandfather..." Qian Renxue turned to look at Cao De, her voice soft.
"It's all right. I'm here." Cao De gave Qian Renxue a reassuring look.
"Okay." Qian Renxue nodded and placed the dagger in Cao De's hand.
Watching this, Qian Daoliu felt his blood pressure climb higher and higher.
His sweet granddaughter was turning her elbow outward, siding with an outsider. She would not listen to him, yet she believed whatever Cao De said.
Had he not been a Peak Douluo with a powerful spiritual sea, he might have thought Cao De really had taken control of Qian Renxue.
"Go wait over there." Cao De smiled and stroked Qian Renxue's head.