Chapter 134 The Mature and Aloof Qian Renxue? Should I wear high heels?
"Miss Xiaoxue." Song Wei chuckled awkwardly, feeling a bit sweaty on her back.
At this moment, she felt as if she were being stared at by a proud lioness, thinking her life was in danger, but the other party didn't even care about her.
"Hmm." Qian Renxue nodded slightly, lifting her fluttering eyelashes.
Her aura was somewhat like that of a pope.
"Xiao Jiang, sit down."
Patting the seat next to her, the aloof young lady seemed to be immersed in her art, very confident.
Like a wise strategist.
Jiang Nian saw through her but didn't say anything, giving her face.
Qian Renxue poured her tea, about eight-tenths full.
Song Wei was a little flattered and quickly thanked her.
Jiang Nian also enjoyed her good fortune, drinking the tea poured by the little golden retriever.
"You two can chat, pretend I don't exist. " Qian Renxue smoothed her hair, her gaze deep and composed.
Anyone else would likely be intimidated by her.
Jiang Nian, however, felt no fear, even amusement.
The little golden retriever's acting was surprisingly good.
It was a mystery how she could hold back.
Look how frightened Miss Song was; her hand trembled as she drank water.
"Xiaoxue, why don't you go to the bedroom first?"
Qian Renxue slowly turned her head, her gaze calmly sweeping over the room, her fingers pinching her chin as she pondered.
Finally, she hummed in agreement, rose, and left.
She was composed and elegant.
The girl opposite her was practically drenched in sweat, only able to drink tea to mask her inner turmoil.
Qian Renxue closed the door, looking at the large bed before her with a sigh of relief. She kicked off her shoes and collapsed onto the bed, her body going limp.
"Pretending to be mature is exhausting. It's much happier this way."
"I don't understand why Jiang Nian, who's even younger than me, seems so much more mature?"
"Isn't it tiring?"
Qian Renxue rubbed her temples, deciding she would never, ever pretend to be mature again.
With Jiang Nian around, she was the princess who didn't have to think about anything.
Her guardian knight would handle everything perfectly.
The little golden retriever lay by the door, trying to hear what the two were talking about.
"Wow, it's so big."
"Don't worry about it, just eat it."
"Oh."
Qian Renxue: "???" Something's not right, let's listen again.
She was a little confused; it didn't sound like they were talking about serious matters.
"Holy Son, the taste is weird."
"It's normal, you'll get used to it."
"Oh."
The little golden retriever rubbed its ears, even though it knew it was impossible.
But what it said was too strange, wasn't it?
The innocent young lady didn't understand such things, but after reading a book, she suddenly felt like she had opened the door to a new world.
"So annoying!" Qian Renxue stomped her feet, then curled up on the bed, angrily rolling around under the covers.
Bang!
She and the blanket had fallen into the crack of the bed and were stuck, unable to move, only able to whimper for help.
Jiang Nian, who was still outside helping Song Wei improve her physical abilities, seemed to hear something, got up and went into the bedroom.
Then he saw the movement coming from the crack in the bed.
"Amazing, no wonder he's the young master of the Spirit Hall, he got solo-killed by the blanket."
He scooped her out, Qian Renxue's face flushed red, and she suddenly wanted to find a crack in the ground to disappear into.
Wait! How did he get in?!
Oh no, if Xiao Jiang saw this embarrassing thing, wouldn't she be laughed at for the rest of her life?!
Qian Renxue was completely red-faced, her eyes glaring at the boy in front of her.
"You! Didn't you see anything?!"
"Oh, you mean when you got entangled by the quilt-shaped soul beast? Don't worry, I didn't see anything." Jiang Nian said seriously, then the little golden retriever kicked him.
The two wrestled, playfully fighting in hushed tones.
Of course, he was the one getting beaten up.
The girl in the living room was unaware of the commotion in the bedroom, happily absorbing the energy from the ten-thousand-year whale glue, her whole body flushed, and beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.
She didn't want to disappoint His Highness the Holy Son; what was a little pain?
A moment later, a listless voice came from beside him.
Hmm?
Something felt off.
Was this flirting? ...
Jiang Nian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, realizing he had really miscalculated.
The little golden retriever had suddenly turned into a real golden retriever.
It had actually learned to bite.
Looking at her smug face, he silently wiped his mouth without saying a word.
She was like a victorious little princess, looking down at the overconfident little chicken in front of her.
"Little Jiang, how's it going?"
"Not bad. Although you're still a bit far from being a god, you're already far from being human."
"Oh, not at all. Becoming a god is still a long way off."
Qian Renxue waved her hand, quite enjoying Jiang Nian's praise.
She curled her lips, placed her hands on the bed board, and swung her legs back.
She seemed to be in a very good mood.
Jiang Nian was too lazy to explain and left.
However, he could keep the secret about the little golden retriever for the rest of his life.
Who knows when he'd reveal it and enjoy the "staring" function.
The more he stared, the more excited he'd get.
Time slowly passed, and the events in the small town quickly spread to other cities.
There were several versions, and no one knew which one was true.
Heaven Dou City.
The ancestral home of the Power Clan.
In the main hall, an old man had a gloomy face, and his Soul Douluo aura made it hard for those around him to breathe.
Almost none of the clansmen below dared to raise their heads, but angry expressions appeared on their faces.
"Damn it!"
"Who! Who on earth!"
"How dare they kill my son and grandson! I, Titan, will annihilate their entire family in this lifetime!"
His roar echoed throughout the hall, his anger reaching its peak. No one dared to raise their eyebrows, fearing the wrath would fall upon them.
After Titan calmed down, his voice was icy: "Have you found out who did it?!"
At this moment, a man wearing a black veil stepped forward: "Reporting to the clan leader, we've asked many people, and they all say it was two masked young people who killed them."
"A man and a woman, their strength seems to be around the Soul Emperor level."
Upon hearing this, the entire hall erupted in chaos.
"Young? Soul Emperor?"
"Could it be that one from the Spirit Hall?"
"Hiss... I feel it's possible."
Everyone pointed the finger at Jiang Nian, and the more they talked, the more reasonable it seemed.
Titan frowned, suddenly feeling troubled.
The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?
If they really wanted to deal with their Power Clan, wouldn't they be able to wipe out their entire family just by sending out a Title Douluo? Should he avenge this grudge or not?
Bah!
Damn it!
He killed his own son and grandson, and he's still thinking about this?!
Utterly pathetic!
"Um... Clan Chief, if it really was the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall who did it, should we still seek revenge?"
Silence fell over the hall.
Yes, should we?
How?
Who would go?
"Clan Chief, I have an idea that can achieve the best of both worlds."
"Oh, tell me quickly!"
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