Chapter 88: Qian Renxue Realizes Her Parents' Relationship is Bad
Black World, Tiandu Empire, Crown Prince's Residence.
In the study, Qian Renxue stared blankly at the woman in the heavenly curtain who she should call mother.
She never knew that her past self had actually experienced such things.
"Uncle Snake Spear, Uncle Porcupinefish, is all of this true?"
Qian Renxue didn't look back, her voice carrying an indescribable confusion.
"This..."
Snake Lance Douluo and the other didn't know how to answer.
Why bother asking them these things? The heavenly curtain had already shown it all.
Of course, they could understand.
Their Young Miss was the daughter of the current Pope Bibi Dong and the former Pope Qian Xunji.
In their Young Miss's heart, since her father and mother could give birth to her, there must have been feelings between them.
But now, the heavenly curtain had recounted the events of the past.
Qian Renxue was no fool; how could she not see that her mother truly loved that so-called Yu Xiaogang?
But this love was ultimately forcibly torn apart by her father.
Setting aside Yu Xiaogang's character for a moment.
Just speaking of this matter, the role her father played was undoubtedly that of a major villain who tears couples apart.
But here came the problem.
Her mother was Bibi Dong, and her father was the villainous Qian Xunji who had torn apart her mother's love.
How did the two of them come together and eventually give birth to her?
Qian Renxue shuddered.
She had some ominous conjectures in her heart.
Thinking further along these conjectures, the reason why her mother had never once looked at her—something she hadn't understood before...
This question that had always troubled her seemed to have an answer.
But this answer was something Qian Renxue truly could not accept.
White World, Spirit Hall.
"It's finally over. Next, it's our side's turn."
Bibi Dong watched the images from the parallel world end, and her eyes couldn't help but light up.
Regarding everything that happened in the parallel world, at first, she felt she should be angry.
Angry that the Yu Xiaogang over there had ruined her husband's reputation.
But as the heavenly curtain continued to play, she suddenly realized she wasn't that angry anymore.
Because no matter how she looked at it, the Yu Xiaogang of the parallel world and her husband were two completely different people.
She simply couldn't find a single similarity between the other party and her husband.
So there was no need to be angry anymore.
"Speaking of which, once it gets to our side, those stupid things you did back then won't be hidden anymore."
"From now on, your prestige as the Pope of the Spirit Hall will be gone forever."
Yu Xiaogang seemed to remember something and suddenly spoke up.
Reminded by Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong suddenly realized.
Her eyes widened, and her whole body froze there.
"What's this? The stupid things Teacher did back then? What were they?"
On the other side, Hu Liena, who was huddled near Qian Daoliu's group, seemed to have activated a perception-type Spirit Ability; as soon as she heard something about her teacher, she immediately ran over.
"Hahaha, simply put..."
"You're not allowed to say it!"
Seeing Yu Xiaogang about to reveal her secrets, Bibi Dong grew anxious; she stepped forward quickly and covered Yu Xiaogang's mouth with her hand.
Yu Xiaogang, his mouth covered, rolled his eyes and pulled Bibi Dong's hand away.
"Now you think of stopping my mouth? The heavenly curtain will play it sooner or later anyway."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong finally lost all her strength and slumped into her chair.
"So, what exactly is it?"
Hu Liena pressed for an answer.
"Since your teacher won't let me say it, I won't. You'd better just watch through the heavenly curtain."
Yu Xiaogang sat back down beside Bibi Dong, waiting for the heavenly curtain to play with a beaming smile.
"How mysterious."
Hu Liena muttered and sat back down in her chair.
[The video continues...]
[In Spirit City, inside a hall specifically used for hosting guests, people dressed in formal attire moved politely through the venue, constantly seeking out familiar Faces to talk to.]
[This was a celebratory banquet held by Spirit Hall to commemorate the day of its founding.]
[The celebration invited leaders from various factions across the Douluo Continent and powerful experts from all over.]
[Many experts responded to the invitation; after all, during this celebratory banquet, Spirit Hall would also be holding an Auction and a Treasure Exhibition.]
[Even if one didn't want to give Face to Spirit Hall, they had to give Face to the Auction and the Treasure Exhibition.]
["Wearing these clothes is really awkward."]
[In a corner of the banquet, Yu Xiaogang stood uncomfortably beside Yu Yuanzhen, shifting his body from time to time.]
[For someone who exercised year-round and preferred loose clothing, wearing this kind of formal attire was truly too uncomfortable.]
["Hahaha, you brat, you still have a lot to learn!"]
[Yu Yuanzhen looked at Yu Xiaogang's uncomfortable expression and said cheerfully.]
["Tsk, Father, do you think I didn't see? You were shifting around just now too; you're probably not comfortable either, are you?"]
[Yu Xiaogang looked at Yu Yuanzhen with a hint of disdain.]
[Yu Xiaogang's words caused the smile on Yu Yuanzhen's Face to freeze, and he raised his hand to smack the back of Yu Xiaogang's head.]
[Slap!]
["Hiss, that hurts!"]
[Seeing Yu Xiaogang squatting down while clutching his head in pain, he finally nodded in satisfaction.]
[Just then, a commotion broke out, and Yu Yuanzhen looked toward the source of the noise.]
[Not far away, Qian Xunji, dressed in formal attire, arrived at the venue accompanied by the two Douluos, Dragon Scale and Iron Wall, as well as Bibi Dong, whom they had met once before.]
["Brat, get ready. In a moment, I'll take you to greet the Pope of the Spirit Hall."]
[Yu Yuanzhen said.]
[Hearing Yu Yuanzhen's words, Yu Xiaogang set aside his indignant expression and, following the training the Second Elder had given him before they came, adopted a polite and refined demeanor.]
[Soon, Qian Xunji and his group finished greeting those around them, and the crowd dispersed.]
[So, Yu Yuanzhen led Yu Xiaogang forward.]
["It's been a long time. I hope you all have been well?"]
[Yu Yuanzhen approached Qian Xunji's group and greeted everyone.]
["Sect Master Yu, welcome to our Spirit Hall's gathering. I presume this is your younger son?"]
["Extraordinary indeed."]
[Qian Xunji displayed a perfect smile.]
["Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope; greetings, Your Eminence Dragon Scale, Your Eminence Iron Wall."]
["Greetings, His Excellency Thunder."]
[Yu Xiaogang solemnly bowed to Qian Xunji and the other two, then finally nodded and smiled at Bibi Dong.]
[And Bibi Dong, after her initial daze, followed Yu Xiaogang's example, bowing to Yu Yuanzhen and then nodding and smiling back at him.]
[After the greetings, Yu Yuanzhen began to converse with Qian Xunji.]
[The two talked about trivial, meaningless topics; Dragon Scale Douluo, standing to the side, even started to feel a bit drowsy listening to them.]
[Although Yu Xiaogang also found it boring, he couldn't let it show, so he could only maintain his smile.]
[After an unknown amount of time, Yu Yuanzhen felt it was enough and finally brought the conversation to the main point.]
["Your Holiness, regarding my son Xiaogang, I have some matters I would like to discuss with you."]
[Hearing this, the three on Qian Xunji's side immediately perked up.]
[They knew the main point was coming.]