Her own flesh and blood had knelt before her, begging her to do something that would betray her sect!
This was something Luo Yan had never imagined.
For a moment, she stood there dazed, her heart a tangled mess, both hands trembling uncontrollably.
"A Yan, Yun Er has already knelt and begged you, hoping our family can reunite. Are you... really so heartless that you won't help?"
Ling Wenxuan sighed. "The Evil Sword Venerable is dead, and the Lixin Sword House Ancestral Home has been destroyed. Besides, you are the martial sister of Lu Ye, the headmaster of Lixin Sword House. You are qualified to contend for the Sea of Destiny Cauldron. Even if not for yourself, shouldn't you at least consider Yun Er?"
Luo Yan's head buzzed, and she was utterly distraught.
She did not care at all about Ling Wenxuan's words.
But her son kneeling to force her hand was something she could not ignore.
It even made her doubt herself—was she truly so unfit as a mother?
Abruptly, Ling Moyun, still kneeling on the ground, said in a deep voice, "Mother, this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. If you refuse, I, Ling Moyun, swear today that from this day forth, I will sever all ties with you!"
Boom!
Luo Yan's mind shuddered, and indescribable fury and panic surged within her.
She bit her lip hard and stared at Ling Moyun, who knelt before her. "You... what did you say? Sever... all ties?"
Ling Moyun raised his face and looked directly at Luo Yan. "If, in Mother's heart, Lixin Sword House is more important, while Father and I are insignificant, then why should I acknowledge you as my mother?"
Luo Yan's anger attacked her heart. Her vision went black, and blood trickled from the corner of her lips.
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