Chapter 90: The Awakening Before the Game!
The "Theft of the Nation" plan is a top-level secret of the Spirit Hall, known to only a handful of people, each of whom is an absolute core member.
How could a twelve-year-old boy possibly understand all of this?
He continued reading and came across the story Ye Xuanming had told.
When the words "saintess" and "man of high status" appeared, Qian Daoliu's breath caught in his throat for a moment.
Of course he knew about that past event.
Although Ye Xuanming's story is embellished with some "for personal gain" elements, the core fact remains that his son Qian Xunji did indeed defile Bibi Dong.
This matter is extremely confidential.
Ye Xuanming even knew this.
A tremendous wave surged through Qian Daoliu's mind.
This is not a simple plan being exposed; it is a variable that is completely out of control.
Who exactly is standing behind this young man named Ye Xuanming?
His intelligence was terrifyingly accurate, and the power behind it sent a chill down his spine.
He remained silent for a long time.
Ordered the assassination?
No, the risk is too great.
Should we order Xue'er to retreat?
All those nearly twenty years of forbearance and hard work will be in vain.
Qian Daoliu needed information; he wanted to know what Ye Xuanming really wanted.
Qian Daoliu picked up his pen and wrote a reply on another piece of parchment.
His reply was full of ambiguity and uncertainty.
"Observe the situation calmly, try to understand their intentions, and do not act rashly."
This is almost equivalent to telling Qian Renxue that even he has no way to help.
At the end of the letter, he paused for a moment and added another sentence.
"Past events are like fleeting clouds; do not let them disturb your mind."
This is both a side response to that story and a reminder to Qian Renxue not to let her emotions cloud her judgment.
He gave the letter to Serpent Spear Ulva.
"Go."
Serpent Spear Douluo accepted the order and his figure vanished from the hall in an instant.
...
Meanwhile, in Tiandou City, at the Ye Family Manor.
In Ye Xuanming's room, Ning Rongrong clung to him like a koala, swinging back and forth unhappily.
"Brother Ye, when are we going to hunt soul beasts? I'm getting moldy!"
Dugu Yan leaned against the window, wiping her nails, and spoke up upon hearing this:
"Rongrong is right. Staying in the city all the time won't make your strength grow on its own."
Ye Lingling sat quietly to the side, brewing tea for the group.
Ye Xuanming was looking at the Starry Sky Forest map spread out on the table, planning his route.
Going out to gain experience is not bad; if it can draw out the villains lurking in the shadows, that would be even better.
Just then, Ah Yin's voice echoed in his mind.
"Xuanming, the story you told Xue Qinghe that day... the part about the Holy Maiden, was it true?"
Ye Xuanming raised his head and looked out the window.
"That's a story I heard."
Ye Xuanming answered calmly.
"However, this story does explain a lot of things, doesn't it?"
...
Meanwhile, Serpent Spear Douluo traveled day and night to bring Qian Daoliu's reply back to the Crown Prince's residence in Tiandou City.
Qian Renxue dismissed her attendants and eagerly opened the letter.
She longed for clear instructions from her grandfather, a way to get her out of her current predicament.
However, after she finished reading the letter, the last glimmer of hope in her eyes was extinguished.
"Let's observe the situation calmly."
"To explore their intentions."
Do not act rashly.
Each of those words was like a cold stone, striking her heart.
What does this tell us?
This shows that even her grandfather, the level 99 peerless Douluo, was helpless in the face of Ye Xuanming's enigma.
Faced with this twelve-year-old boy, the entire Spirit Hall could only choose to be passive and cautious.
Her gaze fell on the last page of the letter.
"Past events are like fleeting clouds; do not let them disturb your mind."
Boom!
Qian Renxue's mind went blank.
There was no denial.
Grandpa did not deny the story.
That means... that humiliating, dirty story is true.
She, Qian Renxue, the young master of the Spirit Hall and the successor of the Angel God, was truly a product of hatred and violence born on a sinful night.
No wonder.
No wonder her mother's gaze was always so cold.
No wonder she never received a single bit of maternal love from her mother.
It turns out that in her mother's eyes, she was not a daughter at all, but a living, breathing person who constantly reminded her of the shameful marks of that humiliating past.
An unprecedented, complex sorrow surged towards Bibi Dong, the woman who gave her life yet hated her.
At that moment, for the first time, she felt a connection between herself and her mother.
No wonder my mother disliked me and my father from a young age.
So that's how the ingredients are... Oh, I see...
But then, an even more chilling thought emerged.
Who exactly is Ye Xuanming?
How could he know the darkest secret of the previous generation of the Spirit Hall, a secret that even she herself didn't know?
What exactly does this person want to do?
This time, Qian Renxue understood completely.
Qian Renxue can no longer rely entirely on her grandfather, and can no longer treat herself as a pawn who only needs to follow orders.
In this contest with Ye Xuanming, she must rely on herself.
Qian Renxue looked out the window, taking in the bustling cityscape of Tiandou City.
A resolute look appeared on her gentle face, which belonged to Xue Qinghe.
She wanted to meet Ye Xuanming in person and uncover all the mysteries surrounding him.
...
Ye Family Estate.
Ning Rongrong was still arguing with Dugu Yan about where to go for fun.
"What's so great about going to the Star Dou Great Forest? It's full of insects and wild beasts. We should go to the seaside!"
"The beach? Do you want to be dragged into the water by a sea spirit beast?" Dugu Yan retorted without any politeness.
Just then, a servant walked in respectfully, holding a beautifully crafted, gold-embossed invitation.
"Young Master Ye, an invitation has been sent by someone from the Crown Prince's residence."
Ning Rongrong, quick as a flash, snatched the invitation away. "Let me see what my Crown Prince brother is up to now."
She opened the invitation and read it aloud:
"I apologize for my neglect the other day. I have prepared some light tea and would like to invite Brother Xuanming to have a chat in the Royal Garden tomorrow afternoon. Also, I have already found an answer to the story of the other day."
Ye Xuanming casually placed the invitation on the table, a slight smile playing on his lips. It was time to go and see how Qian Renxue was doing.
"story?"
Ning Rongrong immediately came over, grabbing his sleeve and shaking it with her little hands.
"Brother Ye, what story did you tell him? Tell me quickly!"
Dugu Yan appeared languid, but the look she cast at him revealed her equal curiosity.
Ye Lingling put down the teapot and quietly looked at him.
Ye Xuanming rubbed Ning Rongrong's head, then kissed each of the three girls on the cheek in turn.
Dugu Yan's body stiffened instantly. She hadn't expected Ye Xuanming to do this in front of everyone, and an unnatural blush quickly appeared on her face.
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