Chapter 102 Qian Renxue Submits
"That's right!" Bing'er proudly raised her chin.
Jing Yuan looked at the group of beautiful women and sighed helplessly.
"Alright, let's do it together."
Just then, the scene above the sky changed again.
Huo Huo's tearful little face appeared on the big screen, with Tang San, who had been beaten to a pulp, in the background.
"This is..."
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were both taken aback.
"Are they from the Luofu Immortal Ship again?"
Qian Renxue stared wide-eyed at the little girl who looked only five or six years old.
"This is the fifth place that was just announced? Huh? How come I've never seen her on the Immortal Ship before?"
Bibi Dong was also astonished.
She had thought that Bai Lu was the most special person on the Immortal Ship besides Jing Yuan, but she never expected that this seemingly easier-to-bully little girl would be ranked higher than Bai Lu.
"That coward."
Bai Lu, carrying a large gourd on her back and holding a string of candied hawthorns in her hand, came out from behind and said indistinctly.
"She's from the Ten Kings Division, and she's usually terrified of strangers. She always hides in a corner and talks to her tail, so it's normal that you haven't seen her before."
"Coward?"
Qian Renxue pointed at the big tail in the picture that was kicking Tang San like a ball, her lips twitching.
You're calling this a coward?
Bibi Dong quickly walked to Jing Yuan's side, her body intentionally or unintentionally moving closer, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, her breath sweet as orchids:
"General, is this Huo Huo also one of your subordinates?"
"She looks... as if she's being attacked?"
All the women's eyes immediately focused on Jing Yuan.
Jing Yuan glanced at the sky and chuckled softly:
"A siege? Not really."
"It's just that someone is too petty and can't stand others being better than him, so he wanted to kill and steal the treasure."
"Murder and robbery?"
Qian Renxue was startled. "Who dares to be so bold? Daring to touch the people on the Immortal Ship?"
Jing Yuan crossed his arms, his gaze playful:
"Who else could it be but Tang San, the self-proclaimed righteous Sea God?"
"Tang San?!"
The women were taken aback.
A hint of worry flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes:
"General, if Tang San makes a move, wouldn't Huo Huo be in danger? Tang San has now received the reward of two godhoods, and his strength is vastly different from before. Huo Huo is just a little girl..."
Although she and Tang San are mortal enemies, she has to admit that Tang San's current strength is indeed terrifying.
However, Jing Yuan waved his hand, interrupting Bibi Dong.
He looked at the little girl in the picture, who was crying but whose tail was waving wildly, and said calmly:
"Don't worry."
"Even a God King of Tang San's level is nothing more than a slightly better supplement in front of Grandpa Tail."
"One swift move is enough."
The words had barely left his mouth.
The scene was playing of Grandpa Tail's earth-shattering slap, which sent Tang San flying into the snow.
Qian Renxue: "..."
Bibi Dong: "..."
The women watched the swift and decisive kill, then looked at Jing Yuan's nonchalant expression, and felt a chill run down their spines.
One move and the God King is defeated.
Is this the "coward" that General Luofu was talking about?
If this general were to personally take action, would there still be any need for the Douluo Continent to exist?
The light and shadow on the sky gradually faded, and the somewhat absurd farce on the far north ice plains finally came to an end.
Jing Yuan looked away and yawned lazily.
"After watching all that excitement, I'm actually feeling tired."
He didn't rush to get up, but instead sank even deeper into the armchair covered with soft brocade.
Outside the Shence Mansion, drifting clouds slowly passed by.
A gentle breeze stirred the array of golden figures in the courtyard, producing a soft metallic clang.
The women, who had been standing aside, still reeling from the shock of the "instant kill," all shuddered and snapped back to reality upon hearing the yawn.
Bibi Dong reacted the fastest.
This Pope, who once reigned supreme and dominated the Douluo Continent, now had a shifty look in her eyes, concealing all her sharpness.
She moved with light, graceful steps, silently circling around to the back of the armchair.
A pair of well-maintained, fair and jade-like hands gently rested on Jing Yuan's shoulders.
The force is moderate, neither too light nor too heavy.
"If the general is tired, then he should rest."
Bibi Dong lowered her voice slightly, carrying a gentleness and tenderness she had never shown before.
"Those scenes of fighting and killing just now were indeed an eyesore for the general."
Jing Yuan didn't turn around, but kept his eyes closed, a faint fragrance of hibiscus lingering around his nose.
That was Bibi Dong's unique scent.
"Good technique."
Jing Yuan casually remarked, "Back in the Spirit Hall, you must have had to be waited on a lot, right? How come you're so skilled at doing this yourself?"
Bibi Dong paused slightly, then pressed more meticulously, gently rubbing the acupoints on the back of Jing Yuan's neck with her fingertips.
She lowered her head meekly, a hint of self-mockery appearing on her stunningly beautiful face:
"I used to be waited on. But now that I've seen the world, I realize that I was just a frog in a well."
"To the general, Bibi Dong is nothing more than a weak woman without claws. If she can't even master this skill of serving others, she might not even have a place to stand on this huge immortal ship in the future."
These words carried three parts sincerity, seven parts flattery, and a hint of subtle grievance.
If Tang San or Yu Xiaogang were here, they would probably be shocked to their very core upon hearing this.
How could the arrogant and ruthless Bibi Dong say such a thing?
Jing Yuan chuckled lightly, ignoring the comment, and simply adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable.
"A weak woman? Just now, when I saw you trying to offer me advice, your murderous intent was quite strong."
Bibi Dong increased the force of her grip slightly, as if she were scolding or being coquettish.
"That's to relieve the general's worries. Those ignorant fools, since they have displeased the general, naturally deserve to die."
She leaned forward slightly, a few strands of her pale purple hair falling down and gently brushing against Jing Yuan's cheek, bringing a tingling sensation.
"General, is this force sufficient?"
"It's acceptable."
Jing Yuan gave a fair assessment.
Just then, a soft hum came from the side.
Qian Renxue walked over with a plate of freshly peeled spiritual fruits, looking somewhat unconvinced.
Looking at her mother's overly ingratiating manner, she felt a pang of discomfort.
It's not that she feels ashamed.
Ever since witnessing Jing Yuan's extraordinary abilities, where even a God-King level expert was treated like dirt, her pride had long since shattered.
What she resented was that Bibi Dong had taken the opportunity to curry favor first.
"General, have some fruit."
Qian Renxue handed the plate to Jing Yuan, her movements slightly stiff.
Having served as the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire for so many years and become an Angel God, she was indeed less adept at serving others than Bibi Dong.
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