Douluo Dalu: I am Qian Renxue’s daughter

Meanwhile, Helian Jue and Dugu Jiao's wedding finally came to a successful conclusion. The wedding curtain fell, and the guests moved on to the next banquet segment.

Here, the flames of war have begun.

Feng Xiao frowned, displeased, and said, "Who's afraid? You, or me?"

He scoffed dismissively and continued, "I simply don't want to talk to you."

Feng Mo, the version of "Qian Motang", nodded slightly. "I know that the five of you are probably here for me. After all, your time is very precious."

As for why he knew so much?

Hehehe, the Heavenly Dou Royal Family didn't just invite the five of them, but also other members of the Angel Clan, such as the High Priest Elder of the Angels, Lou Wan'er, the Angel Clan Chief, the Angel Elder, and other important figures.

As for why they all appeared so openly at the wedding, one would probably have to ask Emperor Xue Beng himself, who had been having a pleasant conversation with the Dugu and Helian families.

With her impeccable smile, expensive gown, and dazzling, star-studded jewelry, she perfectly embodied the noble, elegant, and refined demeanor befitting a princess of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

She was dealing with suitors from all corners of the world, who kept inviting her to dance, but Princess Xuemei politely declined.

"Tsk, their eyes still couldn't hide their hatred for us, as if they wished they could tear us to pieces." Feng Mo "Qian Motang" rolled her eyes in disdain; it was too obvious.

"That's understandable. After all, her obsession with getting rid of you is so deep-rooted that it's become an indelible part of her memory," Feng Xiao mocked sarcastically.

Unfortunately, luck is like a mischievous child; even with all the plans in place, just one final step is needed for a perfect ending.

The repeated pursuit and hunting plans ultimately failed and came to nothing.

They had escaped the traps time and time again, making Qian Moling and the others extremely angry.

However, upon learning that Qian Motang had been crippled, they immediately regained their strength and came to him triumphantly to show off, displaying their petty and smug faces.

"Hehehe..." Feng Mo, the version of "Qian Motang," rolled her eyes. She must have mistaken her for someone else. She wasn't Qian Motang, and such bland words meant nothing to her.

Feng Xiao smiled to herself, "That's right."

"Since you already know, I won't waste my breath. Seeing your dejected and downcast appearance amuses me, so I'll kindly give you some information—it's about the successor to the angelic throne." Qian Moling was confident of victory, his gaze sweeping over Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang."

Feng Xiao's gaze sharpened, her eyes fixed on Qian Moling. She didn't think the other party had come to inform her with good intentions, but rather to boast.

Feng Mo, the version of "Qian Motang," received a look from Feng Xiao and persisted, determined to find out the information about the successor of the Angel God.

"Oh, what information is it that you absolutely have to tell me? You know my time is precious, and so is yours, isn't it?" Feng Mo, the version of "Qian Motang," straightened the messy jewelry on her chest and asked casually.

It was as if the information Qian Moling mentioned was dispensable, and she didn't care whether she listened or not.

"whispering sound!"

Qian Moling looked at the person in front of her, gritted her teeth, and a sharp glint flashed in her eyes, but she quickly hid it well, and Feng Xiao, who was standing to the side, did not notice it.

"Hmm, go ahead and tell me." Feng Mo, the version of "Qian Motang," slightly raised her chin, gesturing for Qian Moling to continue, and she listened.

If it weren't for seeing that expression on your face, I wouldn't even bother talking to you!

No matter how much Qian Moling gritted her teeth and how furious she was, she still had to suppress her emotions, try to breathe in and out, and regulate the raging anger within her.

"Sister Ling." Seeing the veins bulging with rage on Qian Moling's forehead, Qian Mobei had no choice but to step forward and remind her.

The five of them appearing in front of Qian Motang are not really there to catch up and chat about their current lives!

"Sister Ling, hurry up, the High Priestess has given us five little time," Qian Moqian reminded her quietly.

The five of them didn't come to Qian Motang for no reason, seeking some kind of validation; they came to confirm something.

"Sigh, Sister Ling's old problem has flared up again." Qian Monan sighed helplessly, rubbing her forehead.

Why did we stumble here?

"Oh, sure enough, once the incident gets involved with Qian Motang, Sister Ling naturally loses her composure." Qian Modong couldn't bear to watch anymore, closed her eyes and shook her head, her attitude full of helplessness and emotion.

With the combined reminders from the four of them, Qian Moling belatedly realized what was happening and slapped her forehead in annoyance.

"How could I forget? It seems that my mind started to waver because of the chance encounter with the enemy." Qian Moling did not run away from regret. She had already made her choice, and no matter what, she had to grit her teeth and persevere.

I don't want to live in Qian Motang's shadow forever. No matter what, I have to grit my teeth and persevere. I will never give myself a chance to regret it!

Qian Moling's unwavering attitude and tone temporarily put Qian Moqian and her group of four at ease.

After all, they were friends, partners, classmates, and even close associates for many years. How could someone you could entrust your back to suddenly betray you?

For a moment, the tension in Qian Moqian and the other three relaxed slightly, but they dared not relax too much, for fear that they might really be stabbed.

It's always good to be cautious and keep something in reserve.

Feng Xiao and the other person squinted, staring at the strange atmosphere among Qian Moling and the other three. Although they were all secretly on guard against each other, their faces were peaceful and harmonious.

This……

What a strange quartet!

However, this is a matter between Qian Moling and the other three, and it is not their place to interfere.

Since they didn't want to deal with Qian Moling and the other three, Feng Xiao and Feng Moli, also known as "Qian Motang," nodded slightly to each other in perfect unison, signaling their departure.

She took small steps away from Qian Moling and the other three, leaving this place of trouble to prevent any unforeseen events.

"Hey, Qian Motang, what do you mean?" Qian Moling was multitasking, on one hand comforting Qian Moqian and the other three, especially Qian Mobei, who was too perceptive and could detect even the slightest trace of something amiss; on the other hand, she would occasionally glance at Feng Xiao and the other two with her sidelong glances.

The original plan was to resolve the internal conflict among the team leaders before having a proper "talk" with Feng Xiao and the other person.

As a result, Feng Xiao and the other person's attitude instantly shocked them.

what? !

It's truly baffling and unbelievable that some people don't want to know anything about the intelligence they possess.

Qian Moling felt extremely frustrated by this, as if she had punched a cotton ball, leaving her at a loss.

The nameless anger in my heart was about to burst forth, and with no one else to vent it on, it naturally turned towards my own people.

"You guys are really something!!" Qian Moling couldn't hold back any longer when she saw Feng Mo's version of "Qian Motang's" nonchalant attitude.