Bibi Dong Laid It Bare! You Have a Grandson! The Truth Revealed!

Bibi Dong Laid It Bare! You Have a Grandson! The Truth Revealed!

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes.

The flames of rage seemed ready to burst forth.

An insult.

This was a blatant insult to the Qian Clan.

The Qian Clan was the sole inheriting family of the Angel God Seat!

Throughout the long history of the Qian Clan, there had never been such a stain.

This was the Qian Clan's glory.

Yet now, someone had insulted their entire family.

He could not accept it.

"What did you say?!"

Qian Daoliu was shaking with rage. Pointing at Bibi Dong, he said, "This is an insult to the entire Qian Clan, to the history of Spirit Hall! Take back your words!"

Looking at Qian Daoliu's furious expression, Bibi Dong suddenly saw a trace of Qian Xunji in him.

Though reason told her that the man before her was the relatively upright Qian Daoliu, seeing him like this made it difficult for her not to associate him with Qian Xunji.

And Qian Xunji's hateful face immediately brought back memories of those past events.

Even the air he had breathed felt filthy to Bibi Dong!

"Why?!"

"Why should the bloodline of your Qian Clan be allowed to remain?!"

Thinking of all this, Bibi Dong's heart went mad once more.

"I want your Qian Clan's bloodline to be severed!"

"Anyone from the Qian Clan should die! Die! Die!"

Bibi Dong's roar grew louder and louder. Even Qian Daoliu could not help saying, "Calm down!"

"Calm down?" Bibi Dong's hair hung in disarray. "If you had stopped your son back then, there would not have been so many tragic things!"

"You bear half the responsibility for everything I went through!"

In an instant, Bibi Dong's heart was filled with hatred.

Her purpose in killing that baby boy back then had been to leave the Qian Clan without descendants!

She would never leave the Qian Clan a son.

And if Qian Xunji had not barged in, Qian Renxue would have been killed by her as well!

Yet after all these years, Qian Daoliu had somehow caught wind of it.

You did not stop your son back then. Now it is time for you to suffer retribution!

Thinking this, Bibi Dong decided to hide it no longer!

"Qian Daoliu."

Bibi Dong smiled sinisterly. "Do you know? My revenge against your Qian Clan began twenty years ago!"

"Twenty... years ago!" Qian Daoliu's expression changed slightly, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

Twenty years ago—was that not when Bibi Dong had been pregnant?

Seeing Qian Daoliu's stiff expression, the pleasure of revenge surged through Bibi Dong's heart. She rose to her feet, her graceful curves perfectly outlined by her luxurious robe as her black silk-clad legs slowly straightened.

Her beautiful eyes were cold as she stared at Qian Daoliu.

"Do you know? Qian Renxue truly has a younger brother."

"Boom!"

Qian Daoliu's scalp went numb. This was the first time in twenty years that he had learned of this. His breathing quickened, and even his voice trembled slightly. "That means..."

"That means you really did have another grandson." Bibi Dong lowered her brows and sneered. "Are you satisfied with that answer?"

Outside Skywater Academy's hotel.

Listening to Oscar's sorrowful words, Ning Rongrong looked at him with a complicated expression.

"You won't choose me, right?"

Oscar thought Ning Rongrong had been moved by him and immediately continued, "I've treated you so well. I knew you wouldn't choose me."

However, Ning Rongrong merely gave Oscar a slight bow, her expression carrying a hint of regret.

"I'm sorry, Oscar. Although you've been very good to me, I know it would be better for me if you survived."

Ning Rongrong wore a righteous expression. "But if Third Brother survives, he can bring greater development to the entire soul master world. He is more talented than you."

"Oscar, you need to understand. Third Brother surviving is more worthwhile than you surviving..."

"I can't be so selfish as to abandon the entire soul master world for you..."

Ning Rongrong made her words sound nice, but at their core, she was telling Oscar to die.

She wanted to save Tang San.

She wanted Oscar to die.

Her reasons simply sounded pleasant and righteous.

To put Oscar at ease as he went to his death, Ning Rongrong even spoke the sweetest words a simp could hear.

"For you..."

Before today, Oscar might have fallen completely into the mindset of a crazed simp because of those words.

But now, Oscar was not stupid.

Ning Rongrong's words left him utterly numb.

There was no sorrow greater than a heart that had died.

Oscar calmly watched Ning Rongrong keep making excuses. Touching his severed right arm, he had completely lost heart.

Meanwhile, Tang San seemed to know he would definitely survive. He could not hide the smile on his face at all.

"Oscar, do you understand now?" Xue Tianyu looked at Oscar, whose face had gone completely cold. "This is the final outcome of the path of simping you chose."

"A simp never dies well."

Oscar had already begun to regret it.

Thinking back, he had believed he could move Ning Rongrong.

To pursue her, Oscar had given everything he had.

He truly believed that if a simp kept simping, he would eventually have it all.

That had become his motivation.

He had thought that doing so much would move Ning Rongrong.

For Ning Rongrong's sake, Xue Tianyu had even broken his right arm!

Hahaha... what a tragedy!

Now, it seemed that he had only moved himself!

It turned out...

When a simp simped to the very end, he truly ended up with nothing...

"I'm sorry, Oscar. I can only choose you. I'm sorry..."

Looking at Oscar's cold face, Ning Rongrong understood that this meant a complete break with him.

But it did not matter. Oscar would soon die, and it would have no effect on her at all.

Ning Rongrong put on a sorrowful expression as she looked at Xue Tianyu.

"Just do it already. Stop tormenting Oscar and me..."

"You're that eager for him to die?" Xue Tianyu narrowed his eyes at Ning Rongrong.

"But Ning Rongrong, do you really think you have the right to choose, you bitch?"

At the same time.

A Spirit Hall branch.

Qian Renxue pressed Yu Xiaogang's hand hard beneath her shoe.

"Do you know what you're doing?!"

Yu Xiaogang's face twisted in pain. His palm was wracked by tearing agony, almost more than he could bear!

The pain was so intense that his consciousness was nearly fading. All he could feel was overwhelming agony.

Qian Renxue smiled faintly. "Of course I do."

With that, Qian Renxue ground down hard.

"Aah!"

Yu Xiaogang immediately let out a miserable howl.

"Stop! Go easier, it hurts!"

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang could not even endure this much pain, Qian Renxue felt deep contempt.

"What trash. You can't even endure this little pain. Then... I'll just have to use more force."

After saying that, a smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face as she viciously ground Yu Xiaogang's hand beneath her shoe.

"Aaaah!"

"Let me go!"

Yu Xiaogang's face had turned purple from the pain. "Are you insane?! I'm an honorary elder of Spirit Hall!"

"If you treat me like this, Spirit Hall won't let you off!"

"Spirit Hall... You mean that woman? Hahaha." A smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face.

She looked down at Yu Xiaogang.

Then she stomped down viciously.

His already blood-soaked palm split apart, becoming a mangled mess of flesh and blood.

"Aaaaaah!!!!"

The only thing echoing through the entire branch hall was Yu Xiaogang's screams.

For some reason, Qian Renxue suddenly lost interest. She missed Xue Tianyu a little.

Only with him could she find a measure of warmth and comfort.

Perhaps she could go see him?

Though it was a little late, surely he would not refuse.