Tu Xiupei shouted in a mocking voice, “Feng Tianlan, do you know why Gu Nansheng who was always on your side suddenly suspected you and went against you?”

Feng Tianlan raised her eyebrows slightly as she glanced at Gu Nansheng. She hadn’t thought that Gu Nansheng was going against her. That was the protectiveness and doubt a disciple should display when her master was accused. Didn’t she apologize after knowing the truth?

Looking at Feng Tianlan’s actions, Tu Xiupei started to laugh out loud, misinterpreting her confusion for suspicion. “It’s because she likes the Wargod, Si Mobai. When you were not around, she hooked up with the Wargod. Haha! You thought that the Wargod is your lover and Gu Nansheng, your ally, but you didn’t expect to experience yet another betrayal. Even without Xiao Qing, Brother Jin will still choose to marry me.”

Feng Tianlan was full of sympathy. She would definitely go crazy after hearing that she was betrayed.

“Tu Xiupei, you are spouting nonsense.” After hearing those words, Gu Nansheng turned around furiously. She walked up to her and gave her a brutal slap.

Streaks of blood started to leak from the corner of Tu Xiupei’s mouth after getting slapped in the face. However, she kept staring at Gu Nansheng with a smile on her face. “You should know best whether or not I am spouting nonsense. Will you dare to admit that you have never liked the Wargod in front of Feng Tianlan?”

Gu Nansheng was extremely furious. “I like him indeed, but I am not as unbearable as you to actually pester him. I, Gu Nansheng, am the princess of Beiqi Nation. I have my own principles and limits.”

“You liked the Wargod. That is already a mistake. You knew long ago that he is Feng Tianlan’s man, yet you still liked him anyway. You are a princess, but still, you demean yourself.” Tu Xiupei intended every word she said to instigate Gu Nansheng.

Gu Nansheng was churning with anger inside. She stretched out her hand and lifted the wisp of hair on her forehead. She clenched her fist and started beating Tu Xiupei up until she was barely alive. She looked as if she was about to die any second now.

After seeing Gu Nansheng lose her temper, the crowd couldn’t help but take a step back out of fear. Their Eldest Senior Sister was too violent!

Since Tu Xiupei had lost her spiritual force, Gu Nansheng graciously beat her up with only her fists. She even sweated from all the beating she gave. Then, she pulled the wisp of hair behind her ear as she looked down at Tu Xiupei who was at death’s door. “I keep letting you off, but you keep pushing me. In the future, I will beat you up every time I see you.”

“Feng Tianlan.” Gu Nansheng shook her sore wrists. She walked up to Feng Tianlan and looked at her sincerely. “I am rather fond of him, and I called out his name uncontrollably once. However, he didn’t even look at me, not to mention show any concern about me or even hook up with me.”

Feng Tianlan looked at Gu Nansheng who was upfront and honest. She nodded gently. “I believe you.”

Gu Nansheng was very upright. She had no intention of avoiding Feng Tianlan. Besides, she believed Si Mobai wasn’t that kind of a person.

Gu Nansheng looked at her in surprise. Initially, she wanted to give her a thorough explanation. She didn’t expect her to believe what she said just like that. That was unbelievable. Her trust for the Wargod was so deep that she even believed he would not look at anyone else.

“That’s great. I don’t do anything immoral or nonsensical, so you can rest assured that I won’t snatch him away from you. Not that I had the ability to do that, to begin with.” After saying those words, Gu Nansheng turned around and left. She wasn’t affected by these words at all.

She was upright and honest, therefore, even if she liked him, she could say it frankly because she wouldn’t lose her composure for a man.

*

After that incident, Feng Tianlan brought Shang Chengle to the cell in the dungeon where Qi Hongan had been imprisoned. Looking at the unkempt Qi Hongan who had lost all his sovereignty as the headmaster of a sect, he said in a cold voice, “A blood feud must be ended by my own hands to avoid any regrets.”