2: Chapter 2: Slapping Bibi Dong hard in front of Yu Xiaogang?!

"Presumptuous!"

Bibi Dong stood up abruptly, her Scepter slamming heavily against the ground with a sharp, resounding bang.

Calling her an Ungrateful Wolf?

Killing Qian Xunji was because he deserved to die!

But that wasn't what made Bibi Dong the angriest.

What truly broke her composure was the content regarding Yu Xiaogang.

"Impossible... Xiaogang, he..."

Bibi Dong stared fixedly at the words in the diary, her chest heaving violently, stretching her elegant dress into an astonishing curve.

Her first reaction was disbelief.

Yu Xiaogang was the 'White Moonlight' in her heart, her only solace during that dark period.

She had always believed that Yu Xiaogang was a genius whose talents were unrecognized, that the world was too ignorant to understand his wisdom.

But...

This diary was mysterious and of extraordinary origin; it even dared to write about things like transmigration, so why would it fabricate such lies to deceive her?

More importantly, the details mentioned in the diary were like poisonous thorns, accurately piercing the corners of her heart she was most reluctant to touch.

Yu Xiaogang indeed had been using Spirit Hall's information all along.

He indeed had maintained a hot-and-cold distance from her.

"Deceiving me... the gigolo..."

Bibi Dong bit her red lips, her face pale. She wanted to refute it, wanted to tear this diary to shreds, but her logic told her that all of this was very likely true.

This realization made the proud Pope feel an unprecedented sense of humiliation.

She, the dignified Pope of Spirit Hall, was actually being played like a fiddle by a piece of trash who was only Rank 29?

"Yu Xiaogang, if you are truly as this diary says..."

A heart-chilling cold light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. The lingering affection she had for Yu Xiaogang developed a massive crack at this moment.

She suppressed her murderous urge and continued to read further.

The content that followed, however, turned her anger into bewilderment, and finally into a deep sense of sorrow.

[Actually, Bibi Dong is also a pitiful person. Never mind having no love, she doesn't even dare to acknowledge the daughter she gave birth to. Her relationship with her daughter Qian Renxue is at its absolute worst; there's no familial affection at all!]

[Her whole life has been like a tool for revenge.]

[In the end, the Spirit Empire she exhausted her mind and sacrificed everything to build even perished.]

[How tragic and lamentable.]

[Bibi Dong herself was eventually killed by little scoundrel, ending up without even a corpse left.]

Tragic.

Too tragic.

Bibi Dong slumped back onto her throne, the strength in her body seemingly drained away in an instant.

She had originally wanted to punish this loose-tongued Qin Feng, but seeing these lines of shocking words and the pity and regret revealed in his language, her anger inexplicably dissipated by more than half.

"A pitiful person..."

Bibi Dong gave a self-deprecating smile, her eyes reddening slightly.

For so many years, no one had ever dared to say the Pope was a pitiful person.

Even those closest to her, Gui Mei and Yue Guan, would only act submissively before her.

This visitor from another world whom she had never met had actually become the person who understood her best.

But immediately after, Bibi Dong's gaze became sharp once again.

"The Spirit Empire... perished?!"

"I was killed too?!"

Bibi Dong suddenly clenched her fists.

She had planned so hard for so many years, endured for so many years, and even didn't hesitate to bear a bad reputation just to establish the Spirit Empire and unify the continent.

And the result tells her that in the end, it was all for nothing? How is that possible!

"Who is little scoundrel?"

Bibi Dong stared fixedly at those words, wishing she could drag that person out of the paper and tear them into ten thousand pieces.

Since the diary predicted the future, she would never allow such a future to happen!

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, calming her turbulent emotions.

"Qin Feng... since you know the future, then you must know who little scoundrel is."

She looked at the diary; her mindset, which was originally just curious, had now completely transformed.

This diary might be her only chance to change her fate.

...

At the same time.

Heaven Dou City, the Crown Prince's palace.

There were no luxurious decorations; the entire palace appeared quite elegant and simple.

A young man dressed in the bright yellow attire of a Crown Prince was sitting at a desk. His face was handsome and his manner gentle and refined; he was the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe.

But beneath that gentle exterior was hidden a peerless young woman with a Seraphim Spirit—Qian Renxue.

At this moment, Qian Renxue was also holding an identical black diary in her hand.

She looked at the content on it, her facial expressions shifting brilliantly.

"Hmph, although this Qin Feng's origin is unknown, his taste is not bad."

Seeing Qin Feng praise Spirit Hall, the corners of Qian Renxue's mouth curled up slightly.

Although she had a terrible relationship with Bibi Dong, she was, after all, the Young Master of Spirit Hall. When Spirit Hall was praised, she naturally felt a sense of pride.

Especially when she saw Qin Feng scolding Yu Xiaogang as the gigolo and a big liar, Qian Renxue almost wanted to clap in applause.

"Well said! That trash of a man should have had his true face exposed long ago. Only that woman would treat him like a treasure."

Qian Renxue felt incredibly refreshed. She had always looked down on the man who haunted Bibi Dong's dreams.

However, when she saw the description of the future later on, the teacup in her hand shook violently, and tea splashed onto the desk.

"The Spirit Empire destroyed?"

"How could..."

Qian Renxue's pupils trembled, and a surge of massive panic rose in her heart.

Grandpa is a Rank 99 Peerless Douluo, and Spirit Hall has such deep foundations; how could it possibly lose?

She hurriedly looked down, searching for an answer.

[What a pity for Qian Renxue, depressed for a lifetime, never having been happy.]

[Clearly the successor of the God of Angels, but in the end, her godhood was shattered.]

[Fortunately, I have the Diary System, otherwise I might really not be a match for little scoundrel!]

[Wife Xueer should still be lurking in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace as the Crown Prince right now.]

[This is all Bibi Dong's fault. Sometimes she really seems to have a mental breakdown, actually letting the most talented Qian Renxue go undercover as some Crown Prince, wasting such great cultivation time.]

[What a pity for my Wife Xueer, with peerless talent and the number one beauty in Douluo! In the end, she was actually no match for little scoundrel, it really leaves me with such regrets! Such regrets!]

[It's all Bibi Dong's fault! If I get the chance, I must definitely slap her hard!]

[If I could slap her right in front of Gangzi, that would be even better! Let that trash see how the Empress he couldn't hope to reach is being 'educated'!]

...

Inside the Crown Prince's palace.

Qian Renxue looked at those few lines of words, and her entire being froze.

Shock, shame, bewilderment.

Countless emotions intertwined, causing the mask of a gentle smile she had maintained for years to completely shatter.

"He... he actually knows I'm an undercover agent?!"

Qian Renxue's heart pounded wildly.

This was Spirit Hall's highest secret; besides Grandpa and that woman, almost no one knew.

Just who exactly is this Qin Feng?

But very soon, her attention was led astray by another form of address.