"Xiao San, come let Mom have a look at you." At last, A Yin was able to take a good look at Tang San up close. As a mother, her child was her entire world.
"Mom!" Tang San was not as distant with A Yin as he had been with Lin Yu. Their bloodlines were connected; even though this was their first meeting, he could tell that she was his mother.
A Yin pulled Tang San into her arms. This was their first embrace. Looking at Tang San, who was kneeling on one knee, she felt deeply gratified. "Xiao San is already taller than Mom. You're almost as tall as your father."
Though Tang San was kneeling on one knee, he still reached A Yin's chest.
"Mom, Dad..." Hearing A Yin's words, Tang San could not help asking. Beyond the joy of reuniting with his mother, this was what he most wanted to know. His father, who had raised him for so many years, now refused to acknowledge him as his son, while a stranger...
"Xiao San, I know what you want to ask. Tang Hao is not your father."
"But..." It was impossible to say that Tang Hao was not Tang San's father. They had the same martial soul, and before Tang San awakened the Blue Silver Emperor, they even bore some resemblance to each other. If they were not related, that would be utterly impossible.
A Yin did not let Tang San continue. She did not want to bring this up again. A Yin had never loved Tang Hao. The only reason they had ended up together was because A Yin had always endured and yielded. Even though they had Tang San together, A Yin still had no feelings for Tang Hao. Now that someone she loved had