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"It's over."
That was the only thought in Qian Renxue's mind.
A suffocating aura of death—cold, sticky, like a poisonous spider web—instantly wrapped around her.
The dark-purple spider lance reflected in her golden pupils, growing larger and larger, its murderous point practically stabbing into her soul.
Her face instantly drained of all color.
Blank.
Empty.
Disbelieving.
Why?
Why would her mother—
her own mother—
truly try to kill her?
She had only spoken the truth.
She had only wanted to shame her, to snap her unrealistic fantasies.
But Bibi Dong…
actually wanted her dead?
The spider lance was already inches from her glabella—
About to explode her skull like a melon—
When—
CLANG!!!
A deafening metallic crash ripped through her ears.
A warm, sacred force yanked her backward with overwhelming strength.
When Qian Renxue's blurry vision refocused—
She saw the tall, unyielding back of her Grandfather.
Qian Daoliu stood before her, shielding her with one arm.
In his other hand, an Angelic Sacred Sword of pure holy light had manifested—no one knew when.
The radiant blade pressed against the tip of the incoming spider lance, blocking the fatal strike at the very last possible inch.
Qian Daoliu had been standing outside the door.
The moment Qian Renxue uttered those taboo-triggering words, he felt a chill shoot up his spine.
He knew Bibi Dong too well.
He knew the wound she could not bear anyone touching.
He had formed the Sacred Sword immediately—
and even then, he had barely arrived in time.
The atmosphere exploded.
Behind Lin Feng, Zhu Zhuyun's hands froze mid-massage.
Zhu Zhuqing's small fists, still resting on Lin Feng's calf, stiffened completely.
Both sisters stared, petrified.
The Supreme Pontiff had just tried to kill her own daughter… inside Senior's restaurant?!
Bibi Dong's attack being stopped did not extinguish her fury.
It made it worse.
"Old man—MOVE!"
Her voice was no longer elegant or composed.
It was venomous, deranged.
"Today, I'll make this bastard disappear from this world!"
Bastard.
The icy word stabbed into Qian Renxue's heart like a blade.
She stared at her mother—eyes twisted with hatred and intent to kill—and a wave of humiliation and heartbreak crashed over her.
She had thought that after these days—
after eating at the same table, after their constant arguing—
perhaps there was at least a tiny place for her in that woman's heart.
No.
She had spoken one truth.
And Bibi Dong responded with killing intent.
And now—
Bibi Dong called her a bastard.
Her pride, the pride inherited from Bibi Dong herself, finally erupted.
Qian Renxue shoved Qian Daoliu's arm aside, tears burning behind her eyes, but her voice rang sharp and vicious:
"You shameless woman!"
"You can't wait to throw yourself into another man's arms and betray Father?! Do you still have a shred of shame left in you?!"
Qian Daoliu blanched.
Mentioning Qian Xunji—
here—
in front of Lin Feng—
and screaming it in Bibi Dong's face—
was like dumping a cauldron of boiling oil onto a raging inferno.
"Xue'er, stop talking!"
He tried to intervene—
Too late.
"Aahhhhhhh!"
With a shriek, Bibi Dong's pupils turned blood-red.
"You dare mention him?!"
"You dare mention that… that BEAST in front of me!?"
Buzz!!
Buzz!!
Two more sinister purple spider lances erupted from her palms, longer, thicker, infused with lethal intent.
"Die—!!!"
She lunged like a maddened demon, twin lances aimed straight for Qian Renxue's throat.
Qian Daoliu nearly collapsed in panic.
"BIBI DONG, CALM DOWN! XUE'ER DIDN'T MEAN IT!"
He summoned the Sacred Sword again, desperately trying to protect his Granddaughter.
"If you want happiness, this old man will never stop you! Whatever you want, I'll agree to it! Just—just spare Xue'er this once!"
The mighty Priest of the Angel God—
a pinnacle existence of the continent—
was practically begging.
But Bibi Dong had lost all reason.
Her world contained only one command:
Kill her.
Kill the child of that man.
Kill the one who dared tear open her deepest scar.
Qian Renxue heard her Grandfather's pleas and felt her fury spike.
So in the end, the one who betrayed her husband and abandoned her child… is still the one to be protected?
Her humiliation was suffocating.
She opened her mouth to retort—
The entire Feng Ran Pavilion devolved into total chaos.
Spirit power surged.
Killing intent filled the air.
A family massacre was seconds away.
Mother killing daughter.
Grandfather blocking mother.
Daughter about to explode back.
And then—
A lazy, irritated voice cut through all of it:
"Enough."
Just one word.
Everything stopped.
All spirit power froze.
All killing intent vanished.
Even the buzzing air went silent.
It was as if time itself had been paused.
Bibi Dong stopped mid-lunge.
Her spider lances hovered half a foot from Qian Renxue's throat.
Qian Daoliu froze mid-defense, cold sweat pouring down.
Slowly, stiffly, Bibi Dong turned her head.
When she saw the man rising from behind the counter, brows furrowed in visible displeasure—
All her madness instantly collapsed.
Her killing intent evaporated.
Panic flooded in.
She hurriedly tried to explain, voice trembling:
"Senior—it was this bastard—she—"
Lin Feng's frown deepened.
"I said: enough."
Bibi Dong's mind went blank.
A bucket of icy water seemed to pour over her.
She quickly suppressed her spirit power, the spider lances dissolving into purple mist.
She lowered her head, pale, biting her lip so hard it almost bled.
"I… I'm sorry, Senior…"
Lin Feng rubbed his temples.
Sister, please—
whatever family feud you have, take it outside.
Killing people in the shop?
Trying to murder your own daughter?
You're making things impossible for me as the boss!
He sighed inwardly, but his expression grew colder.
He stepped out from behind the counter.
Each step struck like a hammer on everyone's heart.
He stopped before Bibi Dong—
who now resembled a primary school student caught misbehaving—
and spoke calmly, yet with unmistakable disappointment:
"You fought in my shop again."
He looked down at her, expression unreadable.
"Bibi Dong, do you think your VIP monthly pass allows you to break my rules?"
"Or…"
His gaze sharpened.
"…have you grown tired of my food and don't plan to come anymore?"
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