Qian Renxue walked step by step to Bibi Dong, the two of them only a few feet apart.
"Mother?"
"You dare to challenge me?"
Qian Renxue's voice was very soft, but every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, filled with deep resentment.
"From childhood to adulthood, have you ever fulfilled your responsibilities as a mother for even a single day?"
"In my memory, you either hit or scolded me, and your eyes were always filled with disgust and hatred."
"In your eyes, I am a disgrace, a superfluous existence."
"Now that you need me to save your life, you suddenly remember I'm your mother?"
Qian Renxue took a deep breath, as if she wanted to expel all the pent-up emotions that had been building up in her heart for many years.
She straightened her back, a proud look on her face.
"Let me tell you, Bibi Dong."
"In Qian Renxue's eyes, there is only her father."
"That father who doted on me, loved me, and offered me the best of everything in the world!"
"As for you..."
Qian Renxue looked Bibi Dong up and down, her eyes filled with utter contempt.
"You are nothing more than a stranger with whom I share a blood relation."
Bibi Dong was speechless after hearing these words, her face turning pale and then red.
She never expected that Qian Renxue's hatred for her would be so deep.
But what made her even more uneasy was Qian Renxue's next move.
With a flick of her wrist, Qian Renxue took out an exquisite inkstone and a writing brush from her storage soul tool.
That was the finest Huizhou ink, its color as black as lacquer, emitting a faint fragrance.
Qian Renxue was not in a hurry, and slowly ground the ink in the inkstone.
As she ground the stone, she looked at Bibi Dong with a mischievous grin that sent chills down one's spine.
Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat, and an extremely ominous premonition arose spontaneously.
"Thousand-foot Snow..."
What do you want to do?
Bibi Dong's voice was trembling.
She would rather Qian Renxue stab her than face this unknown humiliation.
Qian Renxue completely ignored Bibi Dong's shouting.
She dipped her brush fully in thick ink, and on the tip of the brush, the black ink was about to drip.
"Don't move around."
"If you draw it crookedly, it won't look like it."
Qian Renxue chuckled softly, then brought the calligraphy brush close to Bibi Dong's face.
Bibi Dong wanted to dodge and resist, but that damned "conservatism" prevented her from even blinking.
She could only watch helplessly as the dark, black brush landed on her proud face.
A cool, refreshing sensation of ink washed over me.
Bibi Dong's heart was breaking down, and she was screaming.
Qian Renxue, however, was like the most focused painter, freely wielding her brush on Bibi Dong's exquisite face.
First, a large circle was drawn on the nose.
Then, two dark nostrils were drawn inside the circle.
Next, two large, protruding ears were drawn on both cheeks.
Even though it was her first time painting, Qian Renxue's technique was exceptionally smooth and fluid.
After all, she had envisioned this scene countless times in her mind.
"Excellent, excellent!"
The final stroke was made.
Qian Renxue took two steps back, examined her masterpiece, and nodded in satisfaction.
"The lines are smooth and the spirit is so strong, it's like it was made just for you."
At this moment, where was the slightest trace of the Pope's majesty in Bibi Dong?
Her originally noble and aloof face was now topped with a huge, ink-stained pig's head, making her look both comical and ridiculous.
The stark visual contrast was so striking that Hu Liena, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but succumb.
"Pfft—"
Hu Liena burst out laughing.
Although she quickly realized something was wrong and hurriedly covered her mouth, her trembling shoulders betrayed her feelings at that moment.
That's so...so mean!
Who would have thought that the Pope of the Spirit Hall would be depicted as a giant pig's head?
Hearing her disciple's laughter, Bibi Dong wanted to disappear into the ground.
Shame, anger, despair...
A mix of emotions made her eyes almost spit fire.
"Qian Renxue!!"
"What exactly did you do?!"
Bibi Dong roared hysterically.
She felt sticky on her face, with ink running down her cheeks; the feeling was worse than being killed.
Qian Renxue didn't rush to answer, but slowly took out another mirror.
This is an extremely clear mercury mirror, and it is also a handicraft product of Mojia City.
"What did you do?"
"Why don't you just take a look and see for yourself?"
Qian Renxue held the mirror up in front of Bibi Dong.
"Bibi Dong, I must say, you really are a pig's head."
"Whether it's appearance or intelligence."
When Bibi Dong saw the woman with a pig's head in the mirror, she froze.
That...that's her?
Is that the stunningly beautiful Bibi Dong who captivated countless men?
The ugly, comical, clown-like pig's head in the mirror completely shattered Bibi Dong's last psychological defenses.
"Aaaaaaah!!"
Bibi Dong let out a piercing scream, a scream that broke her pride after it had been brutally trampled on.
Seeing Bibi Dong like this, Qian Renxue felt extremely pleased.
So many years have passed.
She once lived in Bibi Dong's shadow, longing for that sliver of maternal love she could never obtain.
Later, all she wanted to do was follow her father.
Through these days of getting along, Qian Renxue truly understood what it meant to be strong.
What kind of person was his own father?
He is the mysterious dean of Jixia Academy!
Even the swordsman Li Bai, whose sword light chilled nineteen provinces, had to bow respectfully to him.
Mozi, the master mechanic who could beat Bibi Dong to a pulp, was his subordinate.
There's also Da Qiao, who controls space, and even the legendary Tang Dynasty, all of whom have countless connections with my father.
Qian Renxue even felt that as long as her father was willing, he could sweep across the entire Douluo Continent at any time.
With such a father, Qian Renxue is the most noble princess in the world!
It's laughable that Bibi Dong actually dared to covet the Jixia Academy.
They even dared to run wild in Mo Family City.
What else could this be but a pig's head?
If Bibi Dong knew the truth about all this, and knew that the force she was trying so hard to deal with was actually established by her former husband, I wonder if she would regret it to the point of despair?
Thinking of this, Qian Renxue's smile deepened.
She wanted to humiliate Bibi Dong.
She's going to get her revenge!
She wanted to take revenge on this woman for all the indifference and hurt she had caused her.
"Qian Renxue!!!"
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, her voice like that of a demon crawling out of hell.
I'm going to kill you!
I will definitely kill you!
Bibi Dong has always been extremely confident in and valued her appearance.
Even when she was injured in battle, she maintained her elegance and nobility.
But now, this pig-faced expression has trampled her dignity into the mud.
Moreover, she, as the Pope, had never suffered such an insult before.
Even when facing Qian Xunji back then, she had never suffered such extreme mental torment.
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