Douluo: Bibi Dong Abandons, Snow Empress Raises to Adulthood

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes, rage burning within them, almost about to erupt.

Insult.

This was a blatant insult to their Qian family.

Their family was the sole inheritor of the Angel God's divine position!

Throughout the long history of the Qian family, there had never been such a disgrace.

Their family's honor was sacred.

And now, a single person had managed to insult their entire lineage.

He could not accept it.

"What are you saying?!"

Qian Daoliu's whole body trembled with fury as he pointed at Bibi Dong. "This is an insult to the entire Qian family, an insult to the history of the Spirit Hall! Take back your words!"

As Bibi Dong looked at the enraged Qian Daoliu, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Qian Xunji's shadow in him.

Though her rational mind reminded her that the man before her was the relatively upright Qian Daoliu, she couldn't help but associate him with Qian Xunji.

And the moment she recalled Qian Xunji's hateful face, memories of the past flooded back into her mind.

Even the air he had once breathed felt utterly filthy to her!

"Why?!"

"Why should your Qian family's bloodline be allowed to survive?!"

As these thoughts surged through her, Bibi Dong's hatred erupted once more.

"I want your Qian family's bloodline to be completely wiped out!"

"Anyone from the Qian family should die! Die! Die!"

Her screams grew louder, and even Qian Daoliu couldn't help but shout, "Calm down!"

"Calm down?" Bibi Dong's hair was in disarray, her expression twisted. "If you had stopped your son back then, none of these tragedies would have happened!"

"What I suffered—half of that responsibility falls on you!"

Hatred completely consumed Bibi Dong's heart.

The reason she had killed the baby boy back then was to ensure that the Qian family would have no descendants left!

She would never allow a son of the Qian family to live.

And if it hadn't been for Qian Xunji's interference, she would have killed Qian Renxue too!

Now, after all these years, Qian Daoliu had somehow caught wind of something.

'Back then, you didn't stop your son. Now, it's time for you to face your retribution!'

With this thought, Bibi Dong made her decision.

She would no longer keep it hidden!

"Qian Daoliu."

Bibi Dong smiled darkly. "Did you know? My revenge against your Qian family started twenty years ago."

"Twenty... years ago!"

Qian Daoliu's face changed, a bad premonition creeping into his heart.

'Twenty years ago... that was when Bibi Dong was pregnant!'

Seeing his stiff expression, Bibi Dong reveled in her sense of revenge. She slowly stood up, her luxurious robe accentuating her graceful figure. Her long legs, wrapped in black silk, moved forward step by step.

Her beautiful eyes were cold as she stared directly at Qian Daoliu.

"Did you know? Qian Renxue really does have a younger brother."

Boom!

Qian Daoliu's scalp went numb.

This was the first time in twenty years he had heard of this.

His breath quickened, his voice trembling. "So you're saying..."

"So you're saying, I originally had a grandson."

Bibi Dong's delicate brows lowered, and she sneered coldly. "Does that answer satisfy you?"

…

Outside the Hotel of Tianshui Academy

Listening to Oscar's sorrowful words, Ning Rongrong looked at him with a complicated expression.

"You won't choose me, will you?"

Oscar thought Ning Rongrong was moved by his words and quickly followed up, "I've been so good to you. I knew you wouldn't choose me."

However, Ning Rongrong merely gave him a slight bow with a regretful expression.

"I'm sorry, Oscar. Even though you've been good to me and I know keeping you alive would be better for me..."

She put on a righteous look.

"But letting Brother San survive will help the entire spirit master world develop. He has greater talent than you."

"Oscar, you must understand—keeping Brother San alive is more cost-effective than keeping you alive..."

"I can't be selfish and let the entire spirit master world suffer just for you..."

She spoke beautifully, but her real intention was clear—she wanted Oscar dead.

She wanted to save Tang San.

She wanted Oscar to die.

And she had found the perfect, noble-sounding excuse for it.

To make Oscar accept his fate peacefully, Ning Rongrong even said the words most comforting to a devoted follower.

"For you..."

Had this been before today, Oscar might have been driven into a blind obsession by these words.

But now?

Oscar was no fool.

Ning Rongrong's words made him go numb inside.

Nothing is more tragic than a heart that has died.

Oscar stared at Ning Rongrong, who kept making excuses. He touched his severed right arm, his heart now completely cold.

On the other hand, Tang San, as if already knowing he would survive, couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Oscar, do you understand now?" Xue Tianyu looked at Oscar, whose face had turned completely expressionless. "This is the ultimate fate of the path you chose—to be a simp."

"A simp dies without dignity."

Oscar was starting to regret everything.

Looking back, he had thought he could win over Ning Rongrong.

He had given her everything in his pursuit.

He believed that as long as he kept trying, he would eventually have everything.

That belief had become his driving force.

He had thought all his efforts would move Ning Rongrong.

He had even lost his right arm because of her!

Ha! What a joke!

Looking back now, he had only managed to move himself.

So this was it...

In the end, a simp is left with nothing...

"I'm sorry, Oscar. I can only choose you. I'm sorry..."

Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar's cold face, knowing their relationship was completely broken.

But it didn't matter.

Oscar would be dead soon.

His death wouldn't affect her in any way.

Ning Rongrong put on a sorrowful expression and turned to Xue Tianyu.

"Hurry up and do it. Don't make Oscar and me suffer any longer..."

"You're in such a hurry to let him die?" Xue Tianyu narrowed his eyes at Ning Rongrong.

"But Ning Rongrong... do you really think you have the right to choose?"

…

Meanwhile, at a Spirit Hall Branch

Yu Xiaogang's hand was being mercilessly trampled under Qian Renxue's foot.

"Do you even realize what you're doing?!"

Yu Xiaogang's face contorted in agony as unbearable pain tore through his hand.

His consciousness wavered from the sheer intensity of it, leaving only endless torment behind.

Qian Renxue smiled indifferently.

"Of course, I do."

With that, she pressed down harder.

"Ahhh!"

Yu Xiaogang let out a miserable scream.

"Stop! Go easy! It hurts!"

Qian Renxue looked at his pathetic display with disdain.

"What trash. You can't even handle this level of pain? Then... I guess I'll just have to step harder."

A cruel smile appeared on her face as she relentlessly crushed his hand underfoot.

"AAAHHHH!"

"Let me go!"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned purple from the pain. "Are you insane?! I'm the Honorary Elder of the Spirit Hall!"

"You won't get away with this!"

"The Spirit Hall... You mean that woman? Haha."

Qian Renxue chuckled as she looked down at him.

Then, she stomped down viciously.

With a sickening crack, Yu Xiaogang's bloodied hand was crushed beyond recognition.

"AAAHHHHHH!!!!"

His agonized screams echoed through the entire branch hall.