Ning Fengzhi coughed lightly and corrected him with the seriousness of someone revising an academic manuscript.
"Your Majesty… we must be precise."
"The chamber pot was not something we seized."
He paused, carefully choosing his wording.
"It was… thrown over by the other party."
Emperor Xue Ye: "…"
The civil and military officials lining the grand hall: "…"
For a long moment, Emperor Xue Ye said nothing.
The silence lasted long enough for a Spirit Master to complete a full cycle of meditation.
Then—
"Is she sick?!"
The roar burst from Emperor Xue Ye's chest, shaking the entire hall.
Every official instantly lowered their heads even further, wishing they could burrow straight into the marble floor. No one dared to draw attention to themselves when the Emperor was this furious.
"She—Qian Renxue! The so-called Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall!"
"She spent more than ten years of her youth disguising herself as my most beloved son, flawlessly acting as the perfect Crown Prince!"
Emperor Xue Ye jabbed a finger at his own chest, his face flushed purple with rage.
"I treated her like my own flesh and blood! I groomed her as my sole successor!"
"She earned my absolute trust!"
"And what happened in the end?!"
He suddenly pointed at the two shattered halves of the golden artwork placed in the center of the hall, his entire body trembling.
"She didn't covet my throne!"
"She didn't stage a coup!"
"She didn't even carry out some grand conspiracy!"
"She ran away!"
"She ran off overnight—just to steal half of my national treasury?!"
His voice cracked, filled with disbelief and humiliation.
"What exactly was she after?!"
The more Emperor Xue Ye spoke, the more absurd the situation felt to him—like an old man who had been cheated of both money and affection, unable to comprehend how things had gone so wrong.
"Does she think my imperial throne is less attractive than my treasury?"
"In her eyes… is the Heaven Dou Empire truly worth less than gold?!"
The only person still standing calmly in the hall was Ning Fengzhi.
Even so, his expression was far from relaxed.
The "collateral damage" suffered by the two Protector Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in this affair was simply too severe.
Suppressing his frustration, Ning Fengzhi spoke with some difficulty.
"Your Majesty… I fear there is another hidden reason behind this."
His voice was dry.
"Spirit Hall's original objective was undoubtedly to seize the nation."
"But midway, something major—something completely unforeseen—must have occurred within Spirit Hall."
"This change was significant enough that she abandoned more than a decade of preparation, exposed herself prematurely, and fled at all costs… taking an enormous amount of wealth with her."
Hearing this, Emperor Xue Ye's breathing finally steadied somewhat, but the confusion in his eyes only deepened.
A change?
What kind of change could outweigh the conquest of an empire?
He couldn't calm down.
No one could.
Emperor Xue Ye's gaze eventually landed on Sword Douluo, who stood silently behind Ning Fengzhi.
The legendary swordsman, famed across the continent, had not spoken a single word since entering the hall.
He simply stood there, staring at the Seven Kill Sword in his hand as if it had been tainted by something unspeakably filthy.
At last, Xue Ye let out a long, weary sigh.
"School Master Ning."
"I don't want analysis right now."
"I want answers."
"I ask that you personally go to Spirit City."
Ning Fengzhi's heart sank. He instantly understood.
This was a request for him to represent the Heaven Dou Empire—to go to Spirit Hall and demand an explanation face-to-face.
He glanced at Sword Douluo, still silent and withdrawn, and nodded bitterly.
"Yes."
Inside Feng Ran Pavilion, the atmosphere was no less awkward—just in a very different way.
Everyone stared at the sobbing Qian Daoliu with expressions that grew stranger by the second.
Golden Crocodile Douluo swallowed and cautiously clarified.
"So… Elder Brother, you mean…"
"In Bo Saixi's dream, you spilled everything in one breath?"
"Feng Ran Pavilion, egg fried rice, the points lottery, exchanging points for a God Position… even marrying her?"
Qian Daoliu nodded heavily.
He used Golden Crocodile Douluo's exquisitely embroidered Priest robe as a handkerchief, vigorously wiping his tears and mucus.
"I told her everything."
"Then Xi Xi called me a lunatic."
"After that, a very beautiful foot kicked me in the face."
"It was… a very powerful kick."
"And then I woke up."
The moment he finished, the room fell into a silence so thick it was almost tangible.
The expressions on everyone's faces were indescribable.
"Pfft—"
A suppressed laugh suddenly escaped.
All heads turned in unison.
Bibi Dong sat there, chin resting on one hand, the other holding a bowl of soy milk that she lazily stirred. Her eyes curved into crescents, and the schadenfreude on her face was completely undisguised.
Qian Daoliu's sobbing stopped instantly.
His old face went from pale to red, then from red to a deep, furious purple.
He lifted his head from Golden Crocodile Douluo's shoulder and glared at Bibi Dong.
"What are you laughing at?!"
"Is it funny that this old man is tormented by love and wounded by emotion?!"
Bibi Dong calmly set down her bowl of soy milk and swept her phoenix eyes around the room.
"Did I laugh?"
No one answered.
She then shifted her gaze toward Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo's table, a playful smile curling her lips.
Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo immediately buried their faces in their bowls, demonstrating the highest level of survival instinct.
One was their immediate superior.
The other was a High Priest who could crush them with a single finger.
Becoming deaf and blind on the spot was the only correct choice.
Seeing no response, Bibi Dong appeared to realize something, turning back toward Qian Daoliu with a look of sincere "concern."
"Oh, I see."
"Perhaps the High Priest was kicked a little too hard in his dream."
"Not only is his mind confused—his hearing might be hallucinating as well."
"You—!"
Qian Daoliu choked, about to curse outright.
But before he could unleash his wrath, an irritated voice rang out from behind the counter.
"How noisy!"
The words were calm.
Yet they landed like a thunderclap.
Qian Daoliu's half-formed curse died in his throat, transforming into a miserable sob.
The indignation on his face froze instantly, replaced by pure, instinctive fear.
Making a scene in Lin Feng's shop—wasn't that equivalent to overturning a god's dining table?
If he were blacklisted…
Forget marrying Xi Xi—he wouldn't even get to smell the egg fried rice!
That would be worse than death.
"Swish!"
Qian Daoliu hurriedly lifted his sleeve—still Golden Crocodile Douluo's expensive robe—and wiped his face clean, erasing every trace of his earlier breakdown.
Then he snapped upright in his seat, back straight, hands neatly placed on his knees.
He looked exactly like a primary school student waiting obediently for the teacher to speak.
Bibi Dong's amused smile stiffened.
She immediately lowered her head, quietly sipping her soy milk.
Just in case—
In the next second, her three-meals-a-day privilege might vanish.
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