Su Zisheng pressed his lips together and said,
"Venerable Ran Xi, over the past fifty years, Feng Jiayun has always been my mother. In my heart, no one can replace her."
Yunxi raised a brow and said,
"So what? You should know that my mother never willingly remained with the Su family. It was a compromise forced upon her because she lacked the strength to resist. She was even reduced to a vessel for bearing you, and after giving birth to you, she was virtually placed under house arrest in the Su family.
"In truth, you know very well that the moment you broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, my mother would disappear from the Su family. Whether she suffered an accidental death or went into cultivation deviation, she would leave behind no trace in the Su family.
"Because her existence constantly reminded your father of his disgrace. For the Su family's reputation, Feng Jiayun's disappearance was the best solution.
"Unfortunately, man proposes, Heaven disposes. Su Jing probably never expected Feng Jiayun to have a daughter like me. Yet they came to me on behalf of your birth mother, so this became another transaction—except this time, I was the one calling the shots.
"Actually, my mother does not wish to see anyone from the Su family again. Your existence would repeatedly remind her of the humiliation she suffered and the compromises she had no choice but to make. So you had better not appear before my mother again.
"I only saw you this time to make you give up this thought."
After saying that, Yunxi decisively threw him out.
Su Zisheng returned dejectedly to the Su family's temporary residence, where he saw Su Jing and Su Miao with grim expressions.
"Zi Sheng, you went to see Ranxi."
Su Zisheng