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The rain curtain disperses, purple mist rises on the horizon.
Bibi Dong stands calmly by the flower bed, gently touching the delicate flowers.
The bloodstains on her body have been cleaned up, but her clothes remain wet.
Sensing the sacred aura and oppressive soul force fluctuations, Bibi Dong stops her actions and looks outside.
Qian Daoliu stands outside the courtyard, his usual position, his voice full of sorrow.
"Why?"
Bibi Dong smiles and looks at Qian Daoliu, "Do you really not know the answer to this question?"
Qian Daoliu is momentarily speechless, but he understands the reasons behind the initial incident.
Qian Xunji's actions were unforgivable, but it was his pursuit for the glory of the Qian family and to fulfill his lifelong goal of restoring the angelic radiance.
These were the reasons for his choice.
Qian Daoliu lowers his face and solemnly says, "Xiao Ji's actions were indeed inappropriate, but the fault lies with you!"
"This is the reason he raped his own disciple?!" Bibi Dong shouts loudly, filled with hatred and resentment, cold and dull.
She questions Qian Daoliu loudly, "Just because of this, does the Pope, who proclaims fairness and justice, have the right to disregard human morals?!"
Disregard human morals!
Qian Daoliu is speechless under this heavy accusation.
Years have passed, and he still doesn't dare reveal the true identity of Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue to outsiders.
Because it would bring shame to the Angel God!
While Qian Daoliu cannot refute. There are many ways to bring glory to the Angel God.
Qian Xunji did choose a path condemned by the world.
But Qian Dalui is still unwilling and resentful, grieving, "Why couldn't you spare him, considering Xiao Xue and Xiao Jue?!"
"An eye for an eye!"
Bibi Dong's voice is cold, tears glistening in her eyes, tinged with fear.
She grieves, "If he treated me that way, it would have been better if he had just killed me! Why make me endure this living hell?"
Speaking thus, Bibi Dong raises her head again, staring hard at Qian Daoliu
The person who has been aware of the ins and outs of the situation from beginning to end. An observer who knows everything!
She rebukes sharply, "He took advantage of me, but he didn't kill me, he still has something planned!"
"I know your intentions! And I also know everything!"
Qian Daoliu closes his eyes.
He disdains arguing with Bibi Dong over those facts.
In a deep voice, he says, "But he is still the father of the children. What about Xiao Xue and Xiao Jue?!"
"Shut up! He is not worthy—!"
Bibi Dong roars angrily, glaring fiercely, her heart aching.
The figures of Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue, their cold voices echo in the mind.
Qian Dalui and Bibi Dong stare at each other.
Then overwhelming force of Qian Daoliu dawned on Bibi Dong
Thud!
A dull sound.
Bibi Dong doesn't speak further, but kneels straight on the ground.
Bang!
A heavy sound echoes.
Bibi Dong's forehead hits the smooth stone, feeling no pain.
"I indeed had faults before to Xiao Jue and Xiao Xue, and killing a master is also a fact."
"New enmity for old wrongs. Bibi Dong, you will be disciplined by the this Great Priest!"
Bang!
The final words are spoken.
Bibi Dong's forehead makes another dull sound against the ground.
A little blood, mixed with the rainwater on the ground, slowly spreads.
Bibi Dong's voice trembles with regret, "I... I don't deserve to be their mother."
"But I won't kill you, its too simple."
Qian Daoliu closes his eyes, tilts his head back and lets out a long sigh.
His voice is strained, "It's so simple that it has lost all meaning."
Qian Daoliu maintains his composure, unable to bring himself to be harsh.
He pronounces solemnly, "You indeed don't deserve to be their mother!"
"I won't kill you, but from now on, you cannot meet them anymore!"
Before Qian Dalui finishes his words, Bibi Dong immediately raises her head and cries out hoarsely.
"Why?!"
"They are mine! They are my flesh and blood!"
"You are their father's killer!"
Qian Daoliu's words are incisive, the harsh reality staring them in the face.
If he didn't consider the two children, he would have already taken action.
"You're talking nonsense! He's not worthy."
Bibi Dong retorts in panic, looking somewhat frantic, kneeling on the ground.
It's a mix of pleading, beseeching, and self-consolation.
"As long as... as long as you don't tell them, I will still be their mother!"
"I'll still be their mother."
"Enough!"
For the first time, Qian Daoliu shouts angrily, shattering Bibi Dong's illusions.
"Stop deluding yourself here!"
"I already told you that you are not worthy! Deal with it yourself!"
As Qian Daoliu's words end, he doesn't linger any longer.
The death of the Pope of the Spirit Hall is a huge news
He needs to go handle the aftermath.
The authority of the Spirit Hall cannot be questioned!
Bibi Dong's situation must not be known to outsiders!
Therefore, someone has to bear the blame!
"They are mine. I will not rest until this is settled!"
"I will not rest—!"
From Bibi Dong's courtyard, her wailing cry can be heard, full of despair.
The ice-hearted pendant on her neck continues to flicker.
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After the rain clears, morning dawns.
Qian Renjue and Qian Renxue embrace each other, spending the whole night in the cold, rainy night.
On the mountain path leading to the temple.
The first light of dawn begins to shine.
The fresh, chilly morning breeze blows, causing Qian Renjue to shiver involuntarily.
Qian Renxue senses this, tightly hugging Qian Renjue, pressing her body close to him.
Both of them had their clothes soaked, as if they were just pulled from the water.
Qian Renjue slowly walks towards the mountaintop with Qian Renxue on his back.
In the battle under the rain, although Qian Renjue lacks real combat experience, he shows no mercy.
Qian Renxue is slightly injured under his madness.
Most of them have already healed.
The fierce wind brushes against their faces, and the figure of Qian Daoliu lands in front of the siblings.
"Xiao Xue, Xiao Jue."
"Grandpa!"
Qian Renjue, who was walking with his head down, looks up and urgently asks, "Grandpa, how is dad doing over there?"
"…"
Qian Daoliu remains silent.
When he sees the two children looking like drowned rats, he senses something is wrong in his heart.
But he is not sure how much they know.
Feeling guilty, he gently rubs Qian Renjue's head.
Then, he looks at Qian Renxue
"Xiao Xue, Xiao Jue, you go back and rest. Grandpa will take care of everything."
"We understand, Grandpa."
Qian Renxue's eyes turn red and her expression dejected.
"But, Grandpa."
Qian Renjue wants to say more, but Qian Renxue interrupts him.
"Jue, let's go back first."
Qian Renxue hugs Qian Renjue tightly, her voice pleading.
"Is that okay?"
Qian Renjue bites his lip, hesitating slightly.
"Um, Jue will listen to sister."
"Good kids, once I've dealt with everything, I'll let you know."
Qian Daoliu sighs inwardly.
As he turns to leave, a strong killing intent emanates from him.
He has found the scapegoat!
Qian Renjue slowly turns around, looks down the mountain, and a sense of loss fills his eyes.
"Sister, I'll take you back."
"Okay."
Qian Renjue doesn't look back again.
He doesn't want Qian Renxue to know, that he understand everything.
Carrying the warmth behind him, he slowly walk towards their residence.
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