"Brother Ci, this is our child! Not someone else's! How can you call him a beast too? Boohoo..." Tong-shi burst into tears, and the man who had come storming over couldn't help tightening his expression. However, a young female immortal beside him gave him a meaningful look, and his face immediately turned as dark as still water. "What? Calling this brat a beast is already letting him off easy. Look at what he's done all these years! Look at all the 'good' he's done for our family. If we hadn't had to rely on him, would our Lishui Abyss have been forced into such a passive position today?"
"Brother Ci, he's still just a child!" Tong-shi complained, looking at her husband. I couldn't help laughing bitterly inwardly. No one even knew how old the owner of this body was. How could he still be just a child? If he really were a child, he wouldn't have caused so many earth-shaking disasters.
"A child? He's the Devil of Cloudfinger Mountain now! Haven't you heard? He commits every evil under the sun—rape, pillage, and plunder. Lishui Abyss has no such disciple, and I have no such child!" Li Ci said coldly.
Tong-shi was naturally unwilling to accept this, but just as she was about to say something, the woman beside Li Ci put on a sympathetic expression and said, "First Madam, don't defy Brother Ci anymore. He's suffering too, you know? Having a child like this makes all of us in Lishui Abyss uncomfortable. Please don't provoke Brother Ci any further."
"Shut up! When have you ever been entitled to meddle in a conversation between husband and wife, you mere concubine? Don't think that having a bastard child means you can stand on my head. As long as my Xiuer has first-grade