bookbashuk Chapter 106 Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Chapter 106 Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Chapter 106 Isn't this just asking for trouble?
"There is a difference."
Qian Renxue raised her head, her eyes resolute: "Before, I begged for her charity; now I want her to have to take me seriously, even—be afraid of me."
"Okay, okay, you're right, everything you say is correct."
Nan Feng waved his hand, lay back down, and covered his face with the book: "Anyway, this has nothing to do with me."
"Whether you want to go to the Heaven Dou Empire as an undercover agent or become the Empress, these are big matters. Go talk to your grandfather about it yourself, or go directly to Bibi Dong and confront her."
"Don't come looking for me."
Nan Feng's muffled voice came from under the book: "Look carefully, I am just an emotionless Spider Queen clone now, a mere accessory to Bibi Dong."
"I'm not only lazy, but I also go crazy from time to time, and my mental state is extremely unstable."
"You're discussing with me how to steal her boyfriend, how to seize power and profits from her—"
"Aren't you afraid I'll turn around and sell you out? Or maybe I'll slap you right now to wake you up?"
"I've already spoken to Grandpa."
Qian Renxue's voice was calm and resolute: "Grandpa told me to think it through myself. He said that once you step onto this path, there is no turning back, and you have to endure loneliness and torment that ordinary people cannot bear."
"But I told him I had thought it through."
"Grandpa agreed. As long as I want to go, the Hall of Worship will fully support me, and he will also give me that disguised soul bone."
At this point, Qian Renxue paused, a hint of concern in her voice: "But—that woman might not let me get involved in this."
Nan Feng put the book away, raised an eyebrow at her, and said, "Why? She's overjoyed that someone is willing to do this dirty and tiring work for her."
"No."
Qian Renxue shook her head, her eyes flashing with a political savvy beyond her years: "If it were someone else, of course she would be happy."
"But if I were to go—the situation would be different."
"If I really succeed, if I really seize the imperial power of the Heaven Dou Empire, the Spirit Hall will inevitably have to merge with the Heaven Dou Empire if it wants to unify the world in the future."
"At that time, I will hold the entire Heaven Dou Empire as a bargaining chip, plus the support of my grandfather and the Hall of Worship."
"It's hard to say who will ultimately hold power in this world."
Qian Renxue sneered: "That woman is ambitious. She wants to be the supreme empress, the first person in history."
"Therefore, she will absolutely not allow this risk of things getting out of control to exist."
"She would rather send a compliant puppet than give me this opportunity to have the power to rival her."
Hearing this analysis, Nan Feng couldn't help but glance at Qian Renxue a few more times.
This girl has definitely grown up; she's quick-witted.
"so what?"
Nan Feng sat up straight, looking at her with a half-smile: "Since you know that I'm in cahoots with her, that I'm her staunch ally, and that even this body belongs to her."
"Don't you feel awkward coming here to tell me all this?"
"Is it even—very dangerous?"
I don't think so.
Qian Renxue shook her head, her answer firm and resolute.
She looked into Nan Feng's heterochromatic eyes and said firmly, "Because you, teacher—don't care about this kind of thing at all."
"Don't you care?" Nan Feng was taken aback.
"right."
Qian Renxue nodded seriously: "Although you always say that you are in cahoots with that woman and always help her come up with ideas."
"But I see it very clearly."
"You have absolutely no interest in that so-called throne, in that so-called power, or even in the ownership of the Spirit Hall."
"You help her simply because you want to, or because she is a part of you, nothing more."
"In your eyes, who becomes emperor and who rules the continent seems to be just a boring game."
Qian Renxue stepped forward, her eyes burning: "Since it's a game, as long as the outcome is in your interest, as long as you can win this game."
"Let someone else take the turn—"
"What does it matter?"
"ha?"
Nan Feng sat up abruptly, as if he had heard the funniest joke, and looked at Qian Renxue with an expression that said, "Is it okay if someone else comes instead?"
"Qian Renxue, have you lost your mind?"
Nan Feng pointed to his nose, then pointed in the direction of the Papal Palace: "Don't forget, Bibi Dong and I are one, we're in cahoots!"
"In other words, if Bibi Dong loses, I lose too. If you oust her, what good will come of me, this parasite clinging to her?"
"You want to defeat Bibi Dong, you want to seize her position, yet you come to me, the enemy's strategist, for advice?"
"Are you trying to make me aid the enemy?"
"Or do you think I'm tired of living and want to make myself miserable?"
After saying that, Nan Feng turned over, his back to Qian Renxue, and covered his head with the book, saying in a muffled voice, "Hurry up and leave, don't go crazy here."
"What if you want to kill me in the future? I don't have time to raise a gravedigger for myself."
,However.
There were no footsteps behind him as he walked away.
Instead, a fragrant breeze wafted by.
Qian Renxue actually went around to the other side of the rocking chair, squatted down, and brought her delicate little face close to Nan Feng's face, her pale golden eyes filled with great confusion.
"teacher."
Qian Renxue reached out and removed the book from Nan Feng's face, staring intently into his eyes, and asked seriously, "Why do you always like to make this assumption?"
Why do you always feel like I want to kill you?
In Qian Renxue's mind, although she called Nan Feng "teacher" on her lips, deep down in her subconscious, the person in front of her who always used her mother's body and who, despite his sharp tongue, always managed to enlighten her, was her "mother".
Even though Nan Feng kept denying it, saying that he was just a parasite, a martial spirit, and Bibi Dong's accessory.
But in Qian Renxue's view, that was just an excuse.
An excuse used to cover up the fact that "she" doesn't actually hate herself as much as that woman.
Why?
Nan Feng felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze, so he sat up abruptly, his eyes hardening, and lowered his voice, saying, "Because of your deadbeat father, I was the one who helped kill him!"
"Do you understand?"
Nan Feng pointed towards the direction of the Papal Palace, his tone icy, no longer concealing his true feelings: "Although Tang Hao severely injured him initially, I was also partly responsible for delivering the final blow!"
"besides!"
"In the plaza, I was the mastermind who forced your grandfather to kick Qian Xunji out of the Douluo Hall and out of the family genealogy, ruining his reputation and making him the object of the world's scorn!"
"I'm the one who made him suffer even in death, turning him into a disgrace to the angelic family!"
"The hatred of killing one's father, the resentment of humiliating one's father."
"I refuse to believe that once you grow up and become independent, you won't be thinking about getting revenge on me."
"You wouldn't want to kill me as a sacrifice for your unfortunate old man?"
however.
Faced with Nan Feng's almost self-destructive confession, Qian Renxue's expression remained unchanged.
There was no anger, no hatred, not even a hint of surprise.
She simply tilted her head, still looking puzzled: "Revenge?"
"Why seek revenge?"
"My father—wasn't he severely injured by Tang Hao and died from his injuries?"
Qian Renxue calmly stated this "official fact," her tone matter-of-fact: "As for being removed from the family register—"
"That was a political struggle between that woman and my grandfather; it was a power struggle."
"You are merely her accomplice, her weapon."
"Why should I hate a knife? Why should I hate you, teacher?"
"ha??"
Nan Feng was stunned and completely bewildered.
"No way—are you sick in the head?"
Nan Feng stared at her in disbelief: "Didn't I make myself clear enough? I was involved in Qian Xunji's death! I was involved! I was one of the masterminds! I even came up with the idea of publicly executing him in the square!"
"I've made absolutely no attempt to hide it, and you still tolerate this?"
"You really won't think about revenge in the future?"
"Won't."
Qian Renxue lowered her eyes, her voice turning somewhat cold, yet unusually clear-headed: "Although he is my father, what he did—is indeed a disgrace to the Angel Family. Just as Grandpa said, it is the sins of the previous generation."
"Since Grandpa has admitted it, since everyone says he deserved to die, and even Grandpa doesn't want me to pursue the matter further."
"and----"
Qian Renxue raised her head, looked at Nan Feng, and a complex light flashed in her eyes: "Teacher, didn't you just teach me?"
"The grudges of the previous generation belong to the previous generation."
"That's their messy business, it has nothing to do with me."
"Since everyone wants me to stay out of this, and since my father wasn't entirely innocent, and even somewhat deserved to die—"
"Then why should I hate someone who is currently teaching me and is good to me, because of a dead person I don't like and who even causes me pain?"
"Why punish myself for the grudges of the previous generation, and kill the people I care about?"
Qian Renxue retorted confidently, "Isn't this just asking for trouble?"
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Nan Feng was stunned and dumbfounded.
He stared blankly at the "filial daughter" in front of him, whose logic was self-consistent and who could even apply what she learned, feeling that his brain was a little overwhelmed.
no----
Are you serious?
I only said that yesterday to stop you from getting stuck on something!
So you little brat—
You've put what you learned into practice on my own?!
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