Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Early in the morning, after breakfast, Qin Baobao gathered all the children together.

"I will be meeting your parents this afternoon. Do you remember what I told you?"

Hearing that they could see their parents soon, everyone was very happy and nodded their little heads vigorously. They boasted to the other children about how amazing their fathers were and how delicious their mothers' cooking was.

Tana, the little girl who was the first to wake up, tugged at Qin Baobao's sleeve. "Can't we not go back? I want to stay with the Goddess Sister."

“Your parents will worry about you if you don’t come home for so long. If you miss your sister, she will come to see you.” Qin Baobao thought that she was reluctant to part with her.

The light in Tana's big eyes went out. She let go of Qin Baobao's hand, letting tears well up in her eyes, dripping down her cheeks and hitting the ground. Even so, she kept looking up at Qin Baobao.

"They don't care about me at all; they only care about my brother!" Thinking of the beatings and scoldings her parents gave her and their concern for her brother, Tana's tears flowed even more fiercely.

"I can cook, chop wood, and do laundry. If all else fails, I can be your slave." She felt suffocated in that house. Perhaps leaving would be better.

Qin Baobao looked down at her, somewhat confused. "You want to stay?"

Tana nodded seriously, like a little adult.

"I'm afraid you'll regret it later." Just like she did back then.

"No regrets!" Tana's bright eyes were resolute, shining like gemstones after being washed. As long as she left that home and was no longer torn between two options, she had no regrets.

Qin Baobao opened her mouth, as if to say something, but ultimately said nothing. Life is something you have to live and experience for yourself; you can't truly empathize without experiencing it yourself.

"Then you can stay." Qin Baobao's face was expressionless, and even her tone was flat.

"Is the goddess angry? Because I'm not going back?" Tana stared at her intently, trying to tell if she was lying.

"No, it's a feeling, you don't understand now." Maybe you'll understand when you grow up, or maybe you'll never understand.

Tana nodded, seemingly confused but not quite.

As everyone prepared to leave at noon, little Tana hid in a room. She clenched her fists, put them in her mouth, and tears streamed down her face.

They hate you and don't want you to go back!

Don't go back!

You're finally free!

hold onto!

But why do the tears not listen? They just keep falling.

"Where's Tana? I can't see Tana!" Some children noticed that Tana was missing.

"She has other things to do today, so she won't be going with you." The goddess's voice remained as cold and indifferent as ever.

"Oh."

The noise in the courtyard grew fainter and fainter, fading into the distance.

"Clang." The sound of the wooden door closing rang out, and the courtyard fell silent.

Little Tana suddenly quieted down, her tears stopped, and the voice in her heart ceased its clamor. For a moment, the house and courtyard were completely silent, a kind of emptiness that seemed to have settled.

The central square was packed with people; it was overflowing. When Qin Baobao led the children there, they couldn't even squeeze in.

Qin Baobao took out a flying artifact, but Arthur immediately stopped her.

"Didn't we say we should keep a low profile?"

"I can't keep a low profile! Don't worry, I'll protect everyone."

Qin Baobao put everyone on flying magical artifacts.

As they soared into the sky, the crowd in the square gradually quieted down.

The City of Angels was a large city with a huge population. Even as Qin Baobao looked down, she was still awestruck. Head to head, shoulder to shoulder, there were tens of thousands of people in the entire square. Swallowing hard, she felt a pang of worry about her holy water.

That's still too generous!

"Everyone! There are three things I've gathered you all here for today." Taking advantage of the quiet moment, Qin Baobao immediately took out her megaphone.

"What is she riding on? It can actually fly."

"Could she be the legendary goddess?"

"What was that thing that was talking so loudly just now?"

"Why haven't we seen her before? Could she be deliberately lying to us?"

"This little girl is quite pretty; taking her back to warm the bed wouldn't be bad. Hahahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Arthur immediately followed the sound. However, because there were too many people talking, he couldn't find him and could only glare at the source of the voice.

Miler also glanced in that direction, his target was a burly man with a full beard, but he looked away after just one glance.

If anyone truly understands the City of Angels, it's not the patrolling guards, nor the city lord, but Miler, who suffers torment day and night within its walls.

He could tell where this person lived at a glance.

Unable to find anyone, Arthur looked at Qin Baobao with concern, fearing that she might take these foul words to heart.

Qin Baobao stared coldly at the crowd in the square. There were too many people; anything she said would be drowned out by the sea of ​​voices.

The people in other towns are warm, hospitable, and friendly.

Why are the people here so different from everyone else?

They absolutely need to be taught a lesson!

"You deserve divine punishment." Qin Baobao turned the loudspeaker up to its maximum volume, so that everyone around could hear it clearly.

Everyone looked around, puzzled, and then burst into laughter again.

"Divine punishment? Do you really think that just because you can fly, you can do whatever you want? How laughable!" The speaker was the same person from yesterday. He didn't believe that the goddess could kill them all.

"Kill her, tear her to pieces."

"If there's such magical water, we can take it too!"

The crowd was outraged, and someone picked up a stone from the ground, about to throw it at Qin Baobao.

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck, shattering the stone in his hand into pieces. His body was also charred black, and he opened his mouth, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke.

People around immediately stepped back, creating a clearing in the crowded space. Everyone pushed and shoved, afraid of getting tainted by this person's bad luck.

Just when everyone thought it was just a coincidence, an even louder noise came from the sky.

"Crackling and popping!" Dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if the sky were leaking electricity, constantly striking the crowd with lightning. It didn't strike anywhere else, but specifically targeted those who had just uttered their arrogant words. Most of the people in the square were trembling, their bodies charred black.

Seeing this strange sight, the square fell completely silent. Even the person who had just been struck by lightning dared not make a sound.

Captain Kalin, atop the high platform, gripped his sword tightly with excitement. With the goddess's support, the city would be his for the taking. Amidst the thunderous might, Kalin's ambition burned ever brighter; he felt he was not far from the throne.

"Can everyone please be quiet and listen to me now?" Qin Baobao's expression remained as cold as before.

Everyone kept their mouths shut.

Can I stop you from talking?

Anyone who objects will be chopped into charcoal! Do you think we'd dare open our mouths then?

Heaven is unjust, allowing such a ruthless person to become a goddess. Are even the heavens blind?

Everyone cursed under their breath, but their bodies obeyed and they knelt on the ground.

"Goddess, please speak." His mouth was practically out of his control!