"Brother, when are you planning to make your move? Count me in!"
For Dongfang Yao, Wang Qiu'er was not only her sister, but also a sister who fought alongside her against Dongfang Jing.
She could never forgive those old bastards from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for daring to try and kill her!
Just then, Wang Qiu'er and the other girls came over. They had heard the conversation and, as their partners, they wanted to do their part.
"Ah Jing, they wanted to kill me. I will avenge this with my own hands!" Wang Qiu'er said firmly, her eyes burning with anger.
Dongfang Jing turned his head and looked at her serious expression, the icy coldness in his eyes melting slightly. He reached out and ruffled Wang Qiu'er's hair, saying softly, "Don't worry, you'll get your share."
He never considered himself a virtuous person.
I will not attack unless attacked. If attacked, I will eliminate the threat completely.
The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan has already touched his sore spot.
"So, brother, when do we make our move?" Dongfang Yao leaned closer, her little face full of eagerness.
"No rush. We're already here, we can't let this trip be in vain. Since we've come all this way, I'll show you around tomorrow and give you a good day of fun."
"Yay! Brother is the best!" Dongfang Yao cheered immediately.
Ning Rongrong excitedly chimed in, "That's great! I've wanted to see the most bustling commercial street in Wuhun City for a long time! My dad and my two grandfathers never brought me here when they came to Wuhun City before, saying they were afraid of me encountering danger."
The tense atmosphere was instantly dispelled by the girls' excitement.
...
The next day.
As Dongfang Jing said, he spent the whole day playing with the girls in Wuhun City.
Ning Rongrong fully embraced her role as the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, dragging Dongfang Yao and Zhu Zhuqing along as they went on a shopping spree, practically emptying half the street.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were more interested in the novel gadgets, and the two of them traveled together, enjoying themselves immensely.
Wang Qiu'er wasn't interested in shopping, but she liked to stay by Dongfang Jing's side, so she followed him closely the whole time, like a dutiful little bodyguard.
Brigitte was the same; she watched the children play with a smile, occasionally stopping to admire some of the exquisite handicrafts from the human world.
The day's activities helped everyone relax a lot.
That evening, everyone returned to the hotel.
Just as the girls were chattering away, sharing their spoils of the day, the hotel's front desk manager approached them with a respectful expression.
"Excuse me, is Mr. Dongfang Jing here?" the manager asked cautiously.
"It's me, what's the matter?" Dongfang Jing came out of the room.
"Here's the thing, a lady downstairs is requesting a meeting. She specifically asked to speak with you privately," the manager reported. "She said her name is Qian Renxue."
A thousand feet of snow?
Dongfang Jing raised an eyebrow.
Who is it?
Surname Qian...
"Let her come up here, bring her to my... to the room next to mine," Dongfang Jing instructed.
"Yes." The manager respectfully withdrew.
"Qian Renxue? Never heard of that name before? And she's a girl? Captain, have you been having affairs behind Yao'er's back?"
"And I'm here just to see you~"
The girls' gossip instincts were ignited, and they all cheered and teased each other.
Dongfang Yao and Wang Qiu'er immediately cornered their husbands against the wall, both looking at Dongfang Jing with a scrutinizing gaze.
Dongfang Jing shrugged helplessly and said in a language no one could understand: "Aidonte no."
Soon, led by the manager, a tall figure appeared at the end of the corridor.
When the girls saw the person's face clearly, they couldn't help but hold their breath.
She was a stunningly beautiful blonde woman.
She wore a pale gold long dress, perfectly tailored to accentuate her flawless figure. Her long, radiant golden hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall, her skin was as white as snow, and her features were so exquisite that she seemed to be the most outstanding work of art by the gods.
Especially her golden eyes, which were aloof and proud, possessing an innate divinity that seemed to see through everything in the world.
She stood there quietly, and the entire corridor seemed to pale in comparison to her presence.
"So...so beautiful..." Ning Rongrong couldn't help but exclaim softly.
The other girls stared wide-eyed. They considered themselves to be quite beautiful, but they felt a sense of pressure in front of this blonde woman.
The girls all had the same thought: This woman is definitely not simple!
Qian Renxue's gaze swept over the women, finally settling on Dongfang Jing's face.
She strode over with long, graceful steps.
"Can we talk alone?" Her voice was cold, yet carried an undeniable authority.
Dongfang Jing nodded and said to the girls, "You all go back to your rooms first, I'll talk to her."
Although the girls were curious, they obediently dispersed, but as they returned to their rooms, they couldn't help but turn back frequently to peek at the mysterious blonde woman.
Inside the room, Dongfang Jing and Qian Renxue sat facing each other.
"Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, oh no, I should now address you as… Miss Qian Renxue? It seems you come from the Spirit Hall." Dongfang Jing broke the silence first, his tone calm.
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Qian Renxue's golden pupils, but she quickly regained her composure.
"You saw through my disguise all along. That's right, Qian Daoliu is my grandfather." She didn't deny it and directly admitted her identity.
"Your soul bone is indeed miraculous, but it can't hide from my eyes," Dongfang Jing said bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue was even more surprised.
Her head soul bone, part of the Angel God Armor, is a god-level soul bone with perfect disguise capabilities. Even her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, could not see through it without deliberately probing.
How did this boy manage to do it?
She suppressed her doubts and got straight to the point: "I am here today on behalf of the Spirit Hall to extend a sincere invitation to you and your companions once again."
"I hope that you can join the Spirit Hall."
"You can name your terms, whether it's money, status, soul bones, or secret techniques, as long as the Spirit Hall can provide them, we can satisfy you."
Her tone was full of confidence, as if she was certain that no one could resist such a temptation.
However, Dongfang Jing did not hesitate for even a second.
"You still want to win us over? The answer is still the same: sorry, I refuse."
"Why?" Qian Renxue frowned. "Don't you think the conditions offered by the Spirit Hall are generous enough?"
"It's not a matter of whether the pay is good or not." Dongfang Jing shook his head. "I just simply don't like being controlled by others."
"I can guarantee that you will not be controlled! You will still enjoy your freedom!" Qian Renxue's tone was somewhat excited.
"If that's the case, then why are you so insistent on having us join?" Dongfang Jing stated bluntly, continuing, "Because you cannot accept the existence of something more mysterious and powerful than yourself. In other words, what you really want to know is our identity, our secret method of rapid cultivation, and the secrets we know but you don't."
"You cannot tolerate the existence of someone stronger than Qian Daoliu, so you want to control us."
"Based on this calculation, your impersonation of the Crown Prince to infiltrate the Heaven Dou royal family, and the Spirit Hall's ultimate goal, is indeed to unify the continent. Am I wrong?"
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