Douluo Dalu: Qian Renxue's Younger Brother

"Sister, Grandpa Ghost... I'm fine," Qian Renjue said as he stood up, holding his face. His red eyes blinked while still watching Bibi Dong's back.

Qian Renxue frowned, stepping forward to block Qian Renjue's view with her body.

She cupped his face, not allowing him to move, and said tenderly, "I'll put some ointment on you later, and you'll be fine."

"Mm, thank you, sister," Qian Renjue smiled, then turned to look at Ghost Douluo. "Thank you too, Grandpa Ghost."

"No need to thank me, Young Master Jue. It's what I should do."

Seeing Qian Renjue smile, Ghost Douluo was certain that this child was indeed different.

Chrysanthemum Douluo came over and, watching Bibi Dong who was now meeting with Qian Xunji, asked in confusion, "Old Ghost, what should we do?"

Qian Renxue tightly held onto Qian Renjue and said, "This is a family matter. You two elders just watch and keep quiet."

"Understood, Miss Xue," Chrysanthemum Douluo sighed with relief. Of course, he understood; he just didn't want to get involved.

Not far away, Bibi Dong had already approached Qian Xunji. She greeted him with a cold sneer, "Teacher, it's been a long time."

"Indeed..." Qian Xunji had, of course, seen what had happened just now. The metal ladle in his hand had already been bent out of shape by his clenched fist.

His smile was forced, as he congratulated her, "Dong'er, congratulations on successfully obtaining the Deathgod Domain."

"Teacher, are you angry?" Bibi Dong feigned surprise on her face, but it was followed by a mocking laugh.

She said sinisterly, "Seems I went too easy just now."

"On such a long-awaited reunion day, how could I be angry?" Qian Xunji forced a slight smile and shook his head. He didn't want to ruin his dear son's good mood.

Bibi Dong's face showed disdain as she frowned, realizing that something seemed different about Qian Xunji.

Looking at the man, now smelling of smoke and oil, she followed his gaze and glanced at the two children behind him.

"Heh," Bibi Dong couldn't help but smirk sarcastically, taunting him, "Teacher, is this amusing to you?"

"I find it very amusing. It's meaningful, even comforting," Qian Xunji smiled lovingly at Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue.

He glanced at the gloomy-faced Bibi Dong and said no more.

As he turned around, he straightened the bent ladle and said with a smile, "Dong'er, if you're hungry, you can try your teacher's cooking later."

"Heh," Bibi Dong sneered disdainfully. Her killing intent flared so strongly it almost extinguished the campfire.

Qian Xunji!

How dare he show such a disgusting expression in front of me!

He doesn't deserve it, this beast doesn't deserve happiness!

"Dong'er, why don't you sit down and rest for a bit? You wouldn't want to smell like smoke," Qian Xunji said calmly, stirring the meat soup in the pot.

Bibi Dong's face darkened as she turned to leave.

When her gaze swept over Qian Renjue, who was applying ointment, she paused briefly.

With a frown, she walked to a tree, sat down, leaned against the trunk, and closed her eyes to rest.

Seeing Qian Renjue about to approach Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue quickly pulled him back.

"Sister?" Qian Renjue asked.

"Jue, Mom needs to rest right now. Don't disturb her."

The word "Mom" seemed difficult for Qian Renxue to say.

"Mm, Jue understands," Qian Renjue nodded slightly as he looked at Bibi Dong.

Qian Xunji, not wanting his son to get any closer to Bibi Dong, called out softly, "Jue, come help me add some firewood."

"Coming, Dad," Qian Renjue touched his cold left cheek and ran over.

Hearing Qian Renjue's cheerful voice, Bibi Dong's heart stirred, as if something was being pulled away from her.

She couldn't help but open her eyes and look at Qian Renjue, but she accidentally met Qian Renxue's purple gaze.

Showing a hint of disgust, Bibi Dong closed her eyes again.

The sounds of Qian Xunji and his children filled the air, making her increasingly irritable, and her killing intent began to surge, as if ready to erupt at any moment.

Qian Renxue had become accustomed to that kind of gaze.

She crouched down, picked up her wooden sword, and quickly walked towards Qian Xunji and the others.

In less than a moment, the meat soup in Qian Xunji's pot began to boil.

Qian Renjue, who had been glancing at Bibi Dong from time to time, heard the bubbling from the pot and couldn't help but remind,

"Dad, the soup is boiling." Saying this, Qian Renjue happily brought the prepared wild vegetables to Qian Xunji.

"Alright," Qian Xunji smiled, opening the lid.

At the same time, he instructed, "Xiao Xue, bring the bowls over; it's time to eat."

"Sister, don't forget to bring the wooden bowls Dad carved," Qian Renjue added.

"Got it," Qian Renxue responded.

"And also for Sister Chrysanthemum and Grandpa Ghost!"

"..."

Qian Renjue glanced at Bibi Dong again and, gathering around the pot, excitedly urged, "Dad, serve me a bowl first!"

Faced with his son's request, Qian Xunji happily obliged. "Alright, I'll give you extra meat."

"No, this time I want more vegetables."

"..."

The cheerful voices in the background became unbearable for Bibi Dong.

Her bloodshot eyes opened, and with a surge of suppressed rage, she walked towards the carriage.

Qian Renjue had just gotten his bowl of soup when he excitedly turned around, seeing Bibi Dong approaching.

He immediately, with a joyful expression, ran over with the steaming bowl of soup.

In just a few steps, he was next to Bibi Dong.

Smiling, he asked, "Mom, are you done resting? Are you hungry? Would you like some hot soup?"

"Mom—"

"Get lost—!" Bibi Dong suddenly turned, her face twisted in rage as she snarled at Qian Renjue.

She accidentally activated her newly acquired power, Deathgod Domain - Domination!

Her eyes glowed red, and the killing intent from her body spread in all directions, like claws reaching out to engulf Qian Renjue.

The suffocating pressure overwhelmed him.

Qian Renjue's voice cut off abruptly, and every hair on his body stood on end.

Even though the sun shone brightly, he felt no warmth. His entire body was cold as he stood frozen, his smile stiffened like a statue.

Bibi Dong continued walking toward the carriage without stopping.

"Jue!" Qian Renxue immediately dropped what she was holding and ran towards her brother, while Qian Xunji, his face now cold, also moved towards Bibi Dong.

Snap!

As the chilling pressure lifted, Qian Renjue trembled. The bowl of hot soup in his hands fell to the ground.

"Jue!" Qian Renxue hurriedly reached him, grabbing his shaking shoulders.

Looking at Qian Renjue's pale, bloodless face and lips as white as paper, she saw his mouth moving silently.

His face still held a smile, but it was stiff, numb. Even his once-bright purple eyes had lost their luster.

"Jue!" Qian Renxue panicked, her eyes turning red. "Jue, what's wrong? Don't scare your sister, Jue!"

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