Once You've Beaten Up the Pope, You Can't Beat Us Up Anymore~

"Qian, Qian... who is Qian Renxue? Senior Dragon God, are you mistaken...?"

Qian Renxue's expression froze abruptly. She looked up at Lu Cheng in astonishment, her voice stammering in her panic. The prince's refined and amiable demeanor was shattered in an instant.

"..."

Lu Cheng glanced sideways at the young and handsome "man," without unleashing the pressure emanating from the Limit Douluo. However, his ordinary gaze, coupled with his calm and indifferent attitude, made Qian Renxue Tai was pressing down on her, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She never expected that Lu Cheng would see through her disguise as Xue Qinghe at a glance, and more importantly, he would discover her true identity!

Logically speaking, after ten years of not having seen her, her appearance would have changed drastically. Even her mother would probably be stunned to see her, let alone the Dragon God Lu Cheng who had disappeared for ten years.

"Heh, it's one thing for a little brat to fool those idiots in Xue Ye, but he thinks he can fool me too? Doesn't he even remember who raised him back then..." Lu Cheng chuckled, waving his hand to break the increasingly heavy atmosphere.

"I..." Qian Renxue's pretty face turned red, and she bit her red lips lightly. In an instant, she dropped her disguise and revealed her girlish demeanor.

After a long silence, she finally took off the mask she had worn for years. The person she had been pretending to be seemed to have forgotten who she really was.

Her long, flowing golden hair was visible, her exquisite face possessed an angelic purity and nobility, and her graceful figure was revealed, making her seem like a true Six-Winged Angel.

"Call..."

Lu Cheng's eyes glazed over for a moment. When he saw Qian Renxue again, it was as if the lively and lovely little girl from ten years ago was still standing in front of him, but now... she had a touch of coldness and coquettishness.

It was as if they were keeping people at arm's length.

What exactly has happened over the years?

Lu Cheng slowly closed his eyes and began to speak.

"..." Qian Renxue, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

"Speak." Lu Cheng uttered only one word, but it contained a hint of anger. He had roughly guessed the truth, but he wanted Qian Renxue to speak for him.

"After you left, for the first year, I remained carefree. No one in the entire Spirit Hall dared to provoke me. My mother merely watched from the sidelines, quietly observing whether you had truly disappeared. But in the second year, she gradually began to test me, imprisoning me again in the small dark room to punish me for my previous recklessness in relying on you. In the third year, she sent me here to carry out this mission, saying that if I didn't perform well, I would be a complete waste, and she wouldn't have me as her daughter..."

Qian Renxue's eyes gradually reddened. In her eyes, Bibi Dong was not a mother at all, but rather an enemy who treated her as a tool, or even... an object for revenge, from beginning to end.

This wasn't Lu Cheng's fault; even without Lu Cheng, she would have been treated this way sooner or later.

She thought about it a lot, but she still couldn't figure out why her mother would treat her this way. Later, she simply stopped thinking about it and snatched the things her father and grandfather had left her: the Spirit Hall. At least for now, her grandfather was still alive.

He was her strongest support, and now... her godfather is back too.

"The other offspring under Xue Ye's command must also be the work of the Spirit Hall, right?" Lu Cheng said calmly.

"..." Qian Renxue nodded slightly, lowered her head, put her hands behind her back, and gently fiddled with her fingers. As expected, she couldn't hide it from Uncle Lu.

In my memory, this person was almost a god.

The older one gets, the higher one's cultivation level becomes, and the more materials and history one reads, the more one can understand what kind of existence this person truly is on the mainland.

There's really nothing that can escape his eyes.

"I have no real connection with Xue Ye, and my relationship with the royal family is practically nonexistent. I also long ago relinquished several so-called titles. The only power I still care about is the Spirit Hall. Your father was my closest friend back then, and I will protect what he left behind to some extent. Apart from that..."

Lu Cheng said calmly.

His tone suddenly faltered.

His tone softened considerably as he looked at Qian Renxue, letting out a soft breath. "These past years without your godfather have caused you so much suffering..."

"..."

Qian Renxue abruptly, her body stiffening for a moment. Her pale golden eyes gradually moistened, and her red lips moved slightly. How much suffering had she endured over the years? She couldn't even remember it herself. At the age of eight, she was confined to a dark room, forced to memorize every single detail of Xue Qinghe's actions, and then forcibly sent to a strange place. Even though she was distressed and pleaded, that woman never offered her a single word of comfort, only looking at her Bingbing, as if she were an object.

But now, Lu Cheng tells her that his godfather has finally returned, the strongest support he once had, like a father, has returned...

"Waaaaah, Godfather, Xue'er misses you so much!"

Qian Renxue could no longer hold back and suddenly threw herself into Lu Cheng's arms, tears streaming down her face. She buried her face in Lu Cheng's chest and refused to let go.

"Well..."

Lu Cheng sighed Youyou.

He gently stroked Qian Renxue's pale golden hair, but his eyes gradually became dazed.

"Bibi Dong..."

"Alright, very well. It seems you really didn't listen to a word I said back then. In that case, let's have a proper talk again..."