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Feng Wanqing’s eyes turned red with jealousy. How could it be possible that a woman who didn’t even dare to show her face had the qualifications to know such a noble figure?
She had taken the Nine-Curve Spirit Ginseng from her, and now she was after her Seven-Star Jade Flute. This was clearly an act of defiance!
Feng Wanqing had never been so provoked in her life.
At this moment, she wished she could skin the other woman alive.
Hearing Bai Guanshi’s words, Di Xuan Shang slightly furrowed his brow. What was wrong with his subordinates? They were acting as if they had been bewitched by that woman, always siding with her.
When had he ever said that he was close to her?
At this moment, a faint voice came from the VIP room. “Please rest assured, eighty million low-grade spirit stones is something I can afford. Perhaps Miss Feng’s worth is limited, and eighty million seems like a huge sum to her, so she assumes others can’t afford it either.”
These words were like a slap in Feng Wanqing’s face.
Feng Wanqing was indeed short of money. Although she was the adopted daughter of the Emperor of the Shengyuan Empire, she had only lived in the royal palace when she was young. Later, the Emperor rarely summoned her, and each time she visited, she only received some rewards, which were worth very little.
She was only a nominal adopted daughter. The title sounded nice, but in reality, the Emperor and his wife were not close to her. They were still hoping to find their real daughter one day.
Because they were afraid that their real daughter would be unhappy if she returned, they sent Feng Wanqing away from the palace at the age of five, to live a dependent life at her aunt’s house.
Therefore, she was jealous of Feng Siyue. Five years ago, she deliberately disfigured her, shaved off her Phoenix Bone while she was conscious, and gouged out her eyes to vent her jealousy and hatred.
She couldn’t understand why, even though she had become a useless person, and even though Feng Siyue was not their real daughter, the second uncle’s family still treated her so well, giving her the best of everything. So how could she not hate and be jealous?
She schemed to take Feng Siyue’s engagement and made Xiao Chuhan her source of spirit stones.
Over the past five years, most of the spirit stones she spent came from Xiao Chuhan!
Although this was a fact, how could she possibly admit that she didn’t have enough spirit stones?
She masked her inner anger and smiled. “I am the adopted daughter of the Emperor of the Shengyuan Empire. Miss Han Yue, are you saying that my perspective is low because you don’t even consider the Shengyuan Empire worth mentioning?”
Feng Siyue was amused by Feng Wanqing’s words. “Do you think being an adopted daughter allows you to represent the Shengyuan Empire? Don’t flatter yourself. Your original identity was the daughter of a general from Beiyue. How did you manage to climb so high that you forgot your own family? Do you even know how many spirit stones you have? Stop pretending to be something you’re not.”
Little Mifan said seriously, “Pretending to be something you’re not will get you struck by lightning.”
Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder, and a bolt of lightning shot straight towards Feng Wanqing. Fortunately, Feng Wanqing reacted quickly enough to narrowly avoid the strike, but her clothes and hair were still singed black.
The unexpected event left everyone looking at each other in surprise. What just happened?
They instinctively looked towards the VIP room. Who were these three people who not only had spiritual artifacts but could also summon lightning?
Feng Siyue face palmed. This little girl had picked up bad habits instead of good ones. Couldn’t she stop talking about lightning? Didn’t she know that mentioning lightning would summon a strike?
Feng Siyue had discovered this by accident in the Ghost Realm. While teaching Little Mifan to read, they had come across the character for “lightning.” As soon as she said it, the sky immediately flashed with lightning. She thought it was a coincidence, but when she had Little Mifan say it again, the sky changed instantly…
It was utterly overturned her cognition, so she had forbidden Little Mifan from saying the word “lightning” ever again.
Feng Wanqing clenched her fists tightly, feeling a mouthful of old blood stuck in her chest, unable to spit it out or swallow it down.
Who were these three people who could summon lightning?
Moreover, she was of noble status. How dare they speak to her like that? How dare they!
Standing in the shadows, Di Xuan Shang chuckled softly. This woman and her child were truly infuriating!
The recent lightning strike had led Di Xuan Shang into deep thought. The summoning lightning technique was a skill of their Tiandou royal family, but it had been lost and gradually forgotten. No one remembered that Tiandou still possessed such a skill!
Now…
It was certain that Little Mifan and Little Tangguo were members of the Tiandou royal family, but were they really his elder brother’s children?
It seemed necessary to investigate thoroughly!
He raised his eyes to look at the VIP room. Why was she targeting Feng Wanqing?
Di Xuan Shang narrowed his eyes slightly. Five years ago, the Lunar Ghost that Feng Wanqing had hatched carried the scent of another woman. Later, it was discovered that Feng Wanqing was the elder sister of that woman, and the Lunar Ghost wore a magical artifact used by that woman.
As the Tiandou Emperor, his appearance at the general’s mansion had astonished Feng Wanqing and the others. However, when Feng Wanqing learned that he was looking for Feng Siyue, she spoke ill of Feng Siyue, leaving him with a poor impression of her.
Although Feng Siyue was naive and had done many indescribable things, like approaching attractive people and engaging in inappropriate behavior, Di Xuan Shang did not believe these stories. He clearly remembered that it was Feng Siyue’s first time.
He did not hold a grudge like Feng Wanqing, but hearing this woman named Han Yue speak so sharply against her, he felt a bit of satisfaction.
If Feng Siyue’s soul no longer existed in this world, he might have thought Han Yue was Feng Siyue. Their voices were so similar!
Feng Wanqing, with tears in her eyes, said, “Miss Han Yue, I don’t understand why you have such a grudge against me. I have never offended you, so why do you oppose me at every turn? First, you took my Nine-Curve Spirit Ginseng, and now you’ve taken my Seven-Turn Jade Flute. Not only do you insult me, but you also allow your child to harm me…”
With a tearful expression, Feng Wanqing said, “I know many people are jealous of my soul beast, but I believe Miss Han Yue is not such a person. If you have any grievances against me, why not clarify them now?”
“Took yours?” Feng Siyue suddenly laughed. “At the auction, isn’t it the highest bidder who wins? If you can’t outbid others, do you call it stealing? That’s hilarious!”
Feng Siyue suppressed her laughter, her eyes flashing with a hint of murderous intent. She actually had the nerve to mention the soul beast in front of her. Did she really think the soul beast was hers?
“You!” Feng Wanqing trembled with anger. “Everyone knows I’m interested in these two items. If you only bid on these, aren’t you opposing me? Are you afraid to admit you’re jealous of me?”
“My mother jealous of you? Is it because you’re ugly, or because you spend spirit stones from men?” Little Tangguo retorted without hesitation. She thought this woman was incredibly shameless!
Shaving off her mother’s Phoenix Bone and flaunting her mother’s soul beast, she was truly asking for a beating!
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