Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Yuwen Wuji poured Song Qingyou a cup of tea and started chatting with her.

"Yes."

In such an unfamiliar place as the True Spirit Realm, Song Qingyou really wanted to make friends with it.

"It's as if the two of you have a deep-seated hatred for each other."

Yuwen Wuji wore a harmless smile.

"Yes, a blood feud. It's a fight to the death."

When Song Qingyou spoke of such things, she did so in a calm and understated manner.

Hearing Song Qingyou speak so frankly, Yuwen Wuji was somewhat surprised.

Song Qingyou knew that he was originally just cannon fodder in the plot, but he wanted to reverse the plot. Yuwen Wuji, who was originally used as a springboard for Long Aotian to soar to the sky, was going to be right here.

"What a coincidence, I also have a bit of a grudge against this Long Aotian today."

After Yuwen Wuji finished speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Why is there no private room available when I come here?"

A noisy commotion came from outside the door.

"Snapped--"

A woman's shrill voice rang out, followed by the sound of a whip cracking.

When Song Qingyou heard this voice, it seemed somewhat familiar.

She looked toward the doorway on one side. The door there was made of silk gauze, and it was even transparent, so you could see everything outside clearly.

Sure enough, they saw a familiar face: Long Aotian's junior sister.

She was proudly whipping the waiter.

"Miss, all the private rooms are indeed fully booked."

The waiter, enduring the pain, dodged and explained.

"You can give up your seat to anyone else, but I won't dine with those irrelevant people in a place like this."

The junior sister lashed out with the whip again; the whip was so long that it struck the door that Song Qingyou and the others were standing on.

The door opened, and the junior sister immediately looked inside, only to see a pot of tea on their table.

Immediately, a smile appeared on his lips as he walked inside, twirling the whip in one hand.

Xi Bi and Yue Er followed behind her like maids, not daring to even raise their heads.

The junior sister's eyes were fixed on their table. "You really are stingy. I'll pay for this pot of tea for you. Now you'd better give up your seats and leave!"

Yuwen Wuji frowned, just about to say something.

He was then held down by Song Qingyou.

Although Yuwen Wuji didn't understand, he responded without saying anything.

Are you all mute?

After she finished speaking, seeing that Song Qingyou and the others ignored her, the junior sister's temper flared up again.

Song Qingyou stared at her coldly, wondering what trump card she had that made her so arrogant and bloodthirsty.

"what--"

The junior sister looked at Song Qingyou and suddenly froze in confusion.

"Where have I seen you before?!"

As soon as Junior Sister finished speaking, Xi Bi and the others also looked towards Song Qingyou.

"Princess……"

Both of them cried out in a state of utter disorientation.

What is the princess doing here?

"Princess? That bitch actually chased after my senior brother all the way to the True Spirit Realm, ugh."

The junior sister's gaze towards Song Qingyou turned disdainful.

"Did you kill the people in my princess's residence?"

Song Qingyou remained expressionless, her eyes cold.

"So what if I killed them? Heh... If I wasn't in a hurry to leave, I would have slaughtered the entire palace."

As the junior sister spoke, she raised her chin!

Of course, this was just a casual remark. At that time, she was with the injured Long Aotian when she noticed something was wrong with him. That's when she went back in a rage to fight that bitch princess, only to find that she was lucky enough to survive.