[The dense forest fell silent for a moment.]
[When you spoke again, your voice took on some of its earlier contempt and mockery:]
["I hear... Tang Hao has a son named Tang San, with twin martial souls-a Blue Silver Emperor and a Clear Sky Hammer. His talent is no worse than Tang Hao's was back then."]
["Will he one day carry a great hammer into Spirit City too, looking to settle his parents' old scores with you?"]
[Qian Renxue abruptly stiffened, her sword hand stopping in midair.]
[You paused, lowering your voice a little, yet making it all the more grating: "Your Highness can't even handle a stalk of Blue Silver Grass like me. If you really face Tang San someday-"]
["What do you think? Will you repeat your Angel Clan's fate and get hammered by the Tang family all over again?"]
[As your words fell, the forest went silent for an instant.]
[The next second, it was as though a spark had splashed into a barrel of oil.]
[The last trace of reason in Qian Renxue's eyes was finally swallowed whole by flames.]
[Ten years of accumulated humiliation, fury, and resentment exploded in that instant, sweeping away all her composure and restraint.]
[An angel's pride, an angel's dignity, the Angel Clan's ten thousand years of glory-at that moment, they shattered inch by inch like thin ice. There was no longer any room to turn back.]
["I! Want! You! Dead!!"]
[Qian Renxue pronounced each word separately. Her voice did not rise, but its tone turned cold to the extreme.]
[Two pairs of wings abruptly spread behind her, and a golden storm erupted around her, sweeping in every direction. The ancient trees nearby were torn up by their roots, broken branches and shredded leaves whirling through the sky.]
[At last, the