Chapter 89 Xue Qinghe: Qin Xiao Says I'm Not a Woman! (4k)_2

It's clear without further ado that these must be the two Titled Douluos sent by Martial Soul Hall to protect Xue Qinghe.

But did it matter to him?

On the contrary, Xue Qinghe's face changed for an instant but soon returned to normal.

"It seems nothing can be hidden from Mr. Qin."

"Indeed, Qinghe has asked for your presence here, for there is a matter we want to confirm."

Xue Qinghe planned to get straight to the point, "I'm not sure if you've discovered that I..."

However, as he spoke, Xue Qinghe found himself at a loss for words.

For he remembered the way Qin Xiao had saved him...

Which was somewhat embarrassing to mention.

However.

Qin Xiao wasn't so circumspect and startlingly said, "Are you asking if I've discovered that you are a woman?"

Boom!

Qin Xiao's words exploded like thunder next to Xue Qinghe's ear.

His facial expression immediately froze.

How could one speak so bluntly?

It must be said, Qin Xiao's frankness caught Xue Qinghe completely off guard.

"Is there a problem?" Qin Xiao asked again.

"Of course, there's a big problem!"

Xue Qinghe finally regained his composure and coldly looked at Qin Xiao: "I don't know what your purpose is, but don't even think about using this to threaten me!"

"Threaten you?"

Qin Xiao had never expected Xue Qinghe to think of him that way.

Was there some serious misunderstanding?

"Miss, are you suffering from some kind of persecution complex, thinking everyone is out to threaten you?"

"Besides, if I wanted to harm you, would I need to go to such lengths?"

"Those two Titled Douluos behind you aren't enough to protect you."

As Qin Xiao spoke, the next moment, he disappeared from the spot.

"How dare you!"

"What audacity!"

As he vanished, two figures suddenly appeared from behind the screen standing in Xue Qinghe's proximity.

But they were a step too late.

Qin Xiao was already in front of Xue Qinghe, lightly tapping his forehead with a fingertip.

"See that?"

"If I wanted to take action against you, even if both of them teamed up, they wouldn't be able to stop me!"

He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"You, you..."

Xue Qinghe stared with eyes wide in shock, at a loss for words.

At that moment, Qin Xiao slowly withdrew his hand and walked back to his desk.

He picked up his wine cup and drained it in one gulp.

Gurgle gurgle gurgle.

Qin Xiao poured himself another cup of wine.

It was then that everyone finally came to their senses.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

"Young Master, did he do anything to you?"

The Snakelance Douluo and Porcupine Douluo, who had belatedly realized the situation, rushed in front of Xue Qinghe with faces full of concern.

At the same time, their minds still reverberated with shock.

Too strong!

In Martial Soul Hall, only the Second Priest or the Great Priest would have a shot at suppressing this lad, right?

Seeing is believing.

The formidable strength of Qin Xiao left them astounded.

"In fact, I know more than you can imagine, but what does it matter?"

At that moment, Qin Xiao's voice rang out once again.

"How could it possibly not matter..."

Xue Qinghe's eyes widened, still not knowing what to say.

After all, no one wants their fate in the hands of others.

But that's the reality, and it's inescapable...

Powerlessness, sheer powerlessness.

"Qin Xiao, I'm warning you, don't be too arrogant. Since you claim to know so much, you must understand our status..."

At that time, the Snakelance Douluo spoke up solemnly beside Xue Qinghe.

"Martial Soul Hall, huh?"

Qin Xiao smirked coldly, "But do I care?"

As his voice fell, a burst of electric light suddenly shone from his body.

But just as quickly, it vanished.

"What happened?"

The Porcupine Douluo and Xue Qinghe felt a blur before their eyes, confused.

But in the next moment, a thud sounded beside them.

They saw the Snakelance Douluo collapse on the ground, his body twitching slightly...

"As a Titled Douluo at the bottom of the power ranking, you dare bark at me?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

Qin Xiao looked coldly at the Snakelance Douluo.

"You, you..."

Porcupine Douluo, trembling, extended his hand and pointed at Qin Xiao, unable to speak.

His heart, however, was filled with incredible shock.

Even a weakened Snakelance Douluo was still a Titled Douluo, to be able to kill him with one strike, what kind of combat power was that?

Hu...

Xue Qinghe took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze, and looked towards Qin Xiao, slowly saying, "Mr. Qin, I think we can still have a good talk."

"Hehe, now you want to talk?"

Qin Xiao smiled faintly, "Alright then, what else would you like to ask?"

"Just one question, what is your true purpose in helping me ascend to the throne and in concealing my identity?"

"Very simple, I don't want Avalanche to be the emperor."

"And then what?"

Xue Qinghe waited for a long time without any further words and couldn't help but ask.

"What else is there? Don't complicate a simple matter."

Qin Xiao raised his eyebrows, "I've already made myself very clear, I won't let Avalanche become the emperor, and there's only you left as the prince of the Tiandou Empire. Even if you are a fake prince, I still have to support you."

"To be honest, I don't care whether the surname of the Emperor of the Tiandou Empire is Xue or Qian, or even Zhang, Wang, Li, or Zhao."

Uh...

Doesn't this sound like bargaining at a vegetable market?

Not finding fresh vegetables and having to settle for spoiled ones out of helplessness?

In other words, you chose me because you had no other choice?

It must be said that Qin Xiao's attitude left a bad taste in Xue Qinghe's heart.

Even feelings of loss emerged in his heart.

Why do I feel like it would be better if he actually had some ulterior motive towards me?

"So, don't think too much about it."

"Not everyone who helps you has an agenda."

Qin Xiao drank another cup of fine wine and spoke leisurely, "Like my help for you, it's really not too related to you."

Ignored!

Utterly and nakedly ignored!

Qin Xiao's words were like an invisible knife stabbing deeply into Xue Qinghe's heart.

Even Porcupine Douluo couldn't help twitching his mouth after hearing these words. This kid is really ruthless...

You must know that Xue Qinghe is a person of brilliant talent, extremely proud at heart.

But the words spoken by Qin Xiao didn't put the Young Master in his eyes at all.

Yet, regrettably, no matter how outstanding Xue Qinghe was, he seemed lackluster in front of Qin Xiao.

Dang!

At that moment, Qin Xiao heavily set his wine cup on the table.

"I'm well-fed and well-drunk, thank you for your hospitality, Your Majesty."

"I have said what had to be said, and done what had to be done, so I shall take my leave."

Qin Xiao's gaze swept over Porcupine Douluo and Xue Qinghe, then he clasped his hands together in a salute.

After that, he turned and walked towards the exit of the hall.

However, just as his hands touched the great doors, he suddenly stopped.

He said over his shoulder, "There's something I probably shouldn't say."

Shouldn't say!

Instantly, both Xue Qinghe and Porcupine Douluo thought to stop him.

But it was too late.

"I think a woman should look like a woman…"

"Try wearing a dress for once, something tight and with a low-cut might suit you better...."

"Don't feel shy, just be bold and give it a try, everyone has their first time."

What is he talking about?

He wants me to wear a dress?

Is he advising me on what to do?

After hearing Qin Xiao's words, Xue Qinghe's mind was thrown into chaos, even giving rise to various complicated thoughts.

Wait a minute?

Is he implying that I don't look like a woman?

Suddenly, Xue Qinghe realized something.

"Qin Xiao, you bastard, who says I'm not a woman!"

He couldn't hold back any longer and bellowed in rage.

Fortunately, Porcupine Douluo reacted swiftly, using his Soul Power to form a shield that cut off the sound.

"Young Master, please calm down."

Porcupine Douluo said with a wry smile, "Qin Xiao has already gone far away, you can curse him as harshly as you like, but he can't hear you now."

"Ah!"

"This is infuriating!"

Xue Qinghe had never been so enraged before.

Looking around, he grabbed a wine jug from the table and started gulping down furiously.

Before long,

the jug was emptied, and his eyes took on a somewhat glassy look.

"That guy, he even suggested I wear, tight, low-cut clothes…"

"I don't want to at all!"

She thought to herself secretly.

Yet, unconsciously, Xue Qinghe's cheeks were suffused with red.

Whether it was from embarrassment or from not being able to hold her liquor, it wasn't clear.

...

Hmm, let's organize the upcoming plot and update tomorrow.