Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

In her eyes, his philandering was probably all a consequence of his indecisiveness.

During my apprenticeship.

Grandma Tom had pretty much figured out Ye Qiu's personality.

Such people are both easy and difficult to pursue.

They tend to overthink things, fearing that making a decision will hurt others and how others will perceive or think of them.

In short, he's a bit of a pushover and doesn't know how to say no to others.

Hen Qiutian repeated, "Grandma, I didn't have that thought..."

"Okay! Xiaotian, no, but Grandma still wants to remind you that if you really like Xiaoqiu, it's not impossible, but you have to be prepared... prepared to share her with others..."

"Grandma, please stop talking. I just want Senior Ye Qiu to teach me how to become stronger."

Before Tom could finish speaking, Hentian interrupted her.

“Is that so? But I still have to say... Go ahead and do whatever you want, Grandma knows... Many people in this world have things they have to do, I’m no exception... Jerry is no exception, and you must be too, but Grandma wants to tell you that no matter what you do, this will always be your home.”

As Grandma Tom spoke, she stood up and walked into the doorway.

She knew that Hen Qiutian was no ordinary person, and she had been prepared for it for a long time.

"I believe in you, Grandma!"

He was moved, and with his head down, his eyes were slightly red.

"No matter what, Xiaotian is still your granddaughter."

Not long after.

The space in front of Henhou Tian began to distort, and Ye Qiu and Zhu Zhuqing appeared in front of Henhou Tian.

Zhu Zhuqing was momentarily stunned when she saw Hen Qiutian's petite and fair appearance.

This is really hard to reconcile with the dark-skinned, thin little girl from before.

Ye Qiu asked, "Xiao Tian, ​​where are Grandma Tom and the others?"

"Xiaotian has already told us that she has something to talk to you about, so we won't delay any longer."

Inside the room, Grandma Tom pulled Jerry back from going out to check and called out to him.

Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow, looking at Hen Qiutian's slightly reddened eyes.

I don't know what just happened.

"Sister Zhuqing".

Hen Qiutian stood up, greeted Zhu Zhuqing, and then said to Ye Qiu:

"Senior Ye Qiu, let's go outside to talk."

"no problem."

Ye Qiu nodded slightly and waved to her, signaling Hen Qiutian to come closer.

He knew what was going on and immediately stepped forward.

Ye Qiu grasped her thin shoulders, took Zhu Zhuqing's hand, and said inside, "Grandma Tom, don't worry, Xiao Qiu will bring her back soon."

The words fell.

Ye Qiu then activated his divine power and disappeared from the spot with Hen Qiutian.

Chapter 539 Zhu Qing, Testing Her Resolve

Inside the Divine Might Space.

After leaving the Tom and Jerry carving shop.

Ye Qiu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the other two were sitting at the table, where hot tea was being brewed.

Hatred Heaven's lips moved...

He spoke at length about his origins and experiences.

There was absolutely nothing that Ye Qiu was hiding.

For her, this might be her only chance for revenge!

She must seize this opportunity.

Ye Qiu listened quietly without asking any questions.

The origin of hatred.

His guess was not far off.

It turns out that Henhou Tian is indeed the child of Tang Xiao, the Xiaotian Douluo of the Haotian Sect.

However, what Ye Qiu didn't expect was...

Tang Xiao and Tang Hao have the same attitude towards their child.

To give birth but not to raise.

Could this be a family heirloom skill of the Tang family?

A hint of sympathy appeared in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

Compared to the hatred she felt towards the heavens, her own experiences were nothing.

At the age of five or six, he was all alone, struggling and learning in the world of Soul Masters.

He suffered endless scorn from the sect.

Her mother died, and her brother, who was two years older than her, was also knocked off a cliff while fleeing the Haotian Sect.

His talent was revealed after he worked odd jobs in a mercenary group.

She endured humiliation and was raised as a child bride for the commander's mentally challenged son.

That's how those two yellow spirit rings came about.

Six months ago, that mercenary group suffered an undeserved calamity, being mercilessly slaughtered by evil spirit masters.

A mercenary group of about a hundred people.

Only a handful of people escaped.

After speaking, Henyu Tian's mouth was dry, and the hatred on her face made her delicate features slightly ferocious.

"Senior Ye Qiu, please help me! I will be eternally grateful... I will repay you even if I have to do anything for you!"

Henyu Tian pushed aside the chair behind him and was about to kneel down and kowtow to Ye Qiu again.

"Xiao Tian!"

Zhu Zhuqing quickly got up and pulled her back.

"I can help you."

Ye Qiu's calm voice came, and Hen Qiutian's movements froze before he came to his senses.

His face was beaming with joy as he knelt down on the ground.

"Thank you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Qiu interrupted her.

"Don't rush. Although I can help you, I still need to test your determination first."

"My resolve?"

Henqiu Tian looked at Ye Qiu with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, to be honest... I have a deep-seated hatred for the Haotian Sect."

Ye Qiu approached Hen Qiutian, squatted down, and stared intently into her pale blue eyes.

Hearing Ye Qiu's words.

Hen Qiutian's face showed surprise, but his heart was filled with joy.

She never expected that her senior, Ye Qiu, would also have a grudge against the Haotian Sect.

But she didn't speak, quietly waiting for Ye Qiu to continue.

Ye Qiu was satisfied with Hen Qiutian's character and smiled slightly:

"So Xiaotian, if you want to take revenge on them, I'd be happy to help you, and I don't even need any reward like soul bones."

"But blood is thicker than water... father and daughter don't hold grudges overnight."

"do you understand?"

Hen Qiutian was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that Ye Qiu was worried that his stance would change.

Fear of wavering in one's stance.

Because of that cold father-daughter relationship, and that bloodline that she strongly resisted.

He nodded seriously.