Heh, abandoning your wife and child—definitely a scumbag!
The dignified Azure God had just been called a scumbag to his face, yet he did not look angry in the slightest. Instead, he looked helpless.
After all, the other party was his son!
Xu Kun harbored resentment toward his biological father.
Eighteen years... no, to be precise, Xu Kun was already nineteen now!
Nineteen years. Neither dead nor alive, and he did not even know what his own father looked like.
Whether it was for the mother who had painstakingly raised him for eighteen years or for the fatherly love he had lacked for nineteen years, so what if you were the Azure God?
Could you really say you had not wronged your wife and child?
Not to mention that there was even a red-clad aunt standing beside you right now!
So what if she called herself his eldest aunt? So what if she was the Goddess of Southern Flames who had once given him the Vermilion Bird Feather?
My mom hates you, so she naturally has her reasons!
I will stand by my mom unconditionally!
At that moment, in Xu Kun's eyes, the man standing before him was not the Azure God, the faith and idol of the entire Human Race. He was merely an absolute scumbag who had wronged him and his mother.
"Xiao Kun..." Xu Qingcang looked somewhat dejected, having sensed his son's hostility toward him.
He wanted to explain his difficulties, but in the end, all he could manage was a long sigh.
Vermilion Bird blinked, somewhat surprised by the situation.
"Well, good child, don't misunderstand. There's nothing between your father and me..."
To be precise, there had not been time for anything to happen yet!
Even when facing Qingluan, the original wife, she had dared to