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"Why shouldn't I say it? It's not like I ambushed him."
Qian Xunji rolled his eyes.
He was also puzzled why his two henchmen couldn't handle Tang Hao.
"Carelessness is carelessness! Stop making excuses."
Qian Daoliu's voice became even more serious, admonishing sternly:
"Even here in Spirit City, you must remain vigilant! Especially at a time like this..."
"..."
Qian Xunji was briefly startled, then suddenly understood, though he felt a bit melancholic.
With him gravely injured, would Dong'er really miss such a good opportunity?
Perhaps it truly was time for a change in leadership.
As if afraid his words weren't clear enough, Qian Daoliu laid it out directly:
"I've already followed Xiao Jue's suggestion and let Bibi Dong temporarily take over the position of Supreme Pontiff the Pope"
"That's good. I'm confident in Dong'er's abilities."
Qian Xunji smiled nonchalantly.
"You also don't need to worry too much. I've already sent someone to invite the patriarch of the Ye family."
Qian Daoliu clasped his hands behind his back.
It would be even better if Qian Xunji listened to him.
Qian Xunji shook his head.
"I'm not worried. The children have pretty much grown up."
"..."
Qian Daoliu frowned deeply.
"Must you always say things that upset me?"
"Heh, you should get some rest."
Qian Xunji smiled, enduring the pain as he closed his eyes.
He was certain that by tomorrow morning, he would see his children.
"Hmph! You'd better be more mindful!"
Qian Daoliu snorted, once again giving instructions before leaving the secret chamber.
He ordered Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo to keep watch, and then returned to the Worship Hall.
As for how Bibi Dong would handle the matters of the Supreme Pontiff's palace, he wasn't concerned.
The Worship Hall was the real backbone of Spirit Hall and the Qian family.
…
The morning sun slowly rose.
It was rare for Qian Renjue to wake up early without lazing around.
He grabbed Qian Renxue and rushed excitedly toward the Pope's palace.
After greeting the busy Bibi Dong, they headed straight for the secret chamber.
"Good morning, Sister Chrysanthemum, Grandpa Ghost!"
At the door of the secret chamber, Qian Renjue greeted the two elders.
And Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo responded in turn.
The door to the secret chamber opened, and Qian Renjue and Qian Renxue tiptoed inside.
"Dad, are you asleep? Sister and I came to see you..."
"Jue, let's just go over."
Qian Renxue, amused by Qian Renjue's cautious demeanor, tugged him toward the bed.
Qian Xunji's hoarse laughter rang out:
"Haha... Xiao Xue is right. Dad has been waiting for a long time."
"Dad, you're awake!"
Qian Renjue rushed to the bedside, delighted to see his father.
"I woke up during the night, and now I'm a bit hungry."
Seeing his children safe and sound, Qian Xunji smiled.
"That's perfect. We brought some food."
Qian Renxue retrieved some medicinal food from her soul tool on her neck.
"Dad, let me feed you."
Qian Renxue brought the bowl to the bedside and began carefully feeding him.
"Thank you, Xiao Xue."
Qian Xunji's pale face showed contentment.
Even though the medicinal food didn't taste great, he savored it.
After all, once leadership changed, he might not get to enjoy such care anymore.
Qian Renjue stood by, observing as though there wasn't much for him to do.
Furrowing his brow, he asked:
"Dad, how about I give you a massage?"
Qian Renxue looked at him, surprised. "Jue, since when did you learn how to give massages?"
"I've read books... I can learn quickly."
Qian Renjue recalled for a moment.
Before Qian Xunji could respond, Qian Renjue eagerly began his massage.
"Hiss~!"
As soon as Qian Renjue started, Qian Xunji's eyes widened, unable to suppress a pained gasp.
"Xiao Jue, don't massage the arms, just the legs will do!"
"Oh, okay."
Qian Renjue quickly stopped, standing there awkwardly.
"Sorry, Dad..."
"It's fine, Dad doesn't blame you."
"Pfft!"
Seeing Qian Xunji gritting his teeth, Qian Renxue couldn't help but laugh.
Qian Renjue blushed slightly, his eyes glowing white as he used his Eye of Insight to check the injuries.
He began massaging methodically.
Time passed.
The medicinal food in Qian Renxue's hands had been eaten.
Qian Renjue, at some point, had grabbed Qian Xunji's large hand.
Just as he was about to say something, a noise came from outside.
"Lady Saintess!"
It was Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice.
Then the door to the secret chamber opened, and a graceful figure appeared.
Seeing the brother and sister feeding and massaging, Bibi Dong's eyes darkened slightly.
"Mom!"
Qian Renjue called out in surprise.
Bibi Dong furrowed her brows, her cold voice reminding him:
"Jue, did you forget what you promised me?"
Qian Renjue stopped in his tracks, immediately correcting himself.
"Sister."
"Mm."
Bibi Dong suppressed her discomfort, gently nodding.
She looked toward Qian Xunji, lying weak on the cold bed.
Suppressing the murderous intent in her heart, she softly said:
"Teacher, thank you for obtaining the soul ring for me. How are you feeling?"
Though Bibi Dong's voice wasn't exactly gentle, it was more so than it had been in years, making Qian Xunji uneasy.
He turned to look at her silently.
Qian Xunji smiled.
"I'm alright. As long as the soul ring pleases you, that's what matters. Thanks for taking care of the Pope's palace."
Bibi Dong shook her head.
"Teacher, you're too kind. It's my duty as your student."
Qian Renxue frowned, feeling increasingly uneasy.
Even Qian Renjue sensed something off.
Underneath Bibi Dong's calm, gentle demeanor, something was hidden...
Bibi Dong raised her hands, revealing a bowl of chicken soup.
"Teacher, this is some chicken soup I made myself. Please have some."
Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment.
Snapping back to reality, she hurried forward to take the soup.
"Sister, give it to me. I'll feed Dad."
"Mm."
Bibi Dong nodded lightly, handing over the chicken soup without hesitation.
Qian Renxue glanced at Bibi Dong, then quickly returned to the bedside.
She picked up the spoon, looking at the clear chicken soup.
"Dad, let me check the temperature first."
"Xiao Xue..."
Qian Xunji looked concerned.
Qian Renjue stood there, watching the strange scene unfold.
*Sip*
Qian Renxue tasted the soup, its aroma lingering, her violet eyes fixed on Bibi Dong.
The air grew tense.
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly.
This child, it seems, knows certain things...
Soon, Qian Renxue carefully examined herself and relaxed.
She lowered her gaze, softly saying, "Dad, it tastes good. Let me feed you."
"Mm."
Qian Xunji was somewhat surprised, but he obediently drank the soup.
Though Qian Renxue said it tasted good, he couldn't taste anything at all.
It felt more like an invisible torment.
"Please enjoy, Teacher. I have matters to attend to."
Bibi Dong didn't stay long. After bowing slightly, she prepared to leave the chamber.
"Sister..."
Even Qian Renjue's call didn't make her stop.
She left the secret chamber without hesitation