A Tiger Truly Devours Its Young, Only to Be Killed Instead [Six Thousand Words]

Hearing Ju Zi's utterly indifferent words, Qian Chaoguang was full of question marks.

What the hell was this kid called? Xu what?

Xu Bing?

Although "Bing" carried meanings like light, brightness, and the sun, making it quite fitting for the inherited martial soul of the Sun Moon Empire's royal family.

But seriously, of all names, why did you have to give the child such a terrible one?

You could at least have added another character in the middle!

Having just "Bing" as a single-character name was somewhat inauspicious.

Mm.

They really had to thank Douluo Continent's peerless shipbuilding prowess for preventing the Sun Moon Empire and the Undead Empire from ever getting the chance to fight a naval war.

He suggested that after this kid died, they grant him the posthumous title of Emperor Huai, Gongwen, Ningwu, Aixiao.

Feeling absurdly amused, Qian Chaoguang could not help but say, "Isn't he your son? From the way you talk, you don't seem very concerned about whether he lives or dies."

Ju Zi gave Xu Bing a long look and said coldly, "I was merely a breeding machine responsible for bringing him into this world, a pure tool. What feelings do you think I could have for him? I wish I could strangle him to death with my own hands!"

Qian Chaoguang glanced at little Xu Bing, who had not moved at all and was still meditating, then looked back at Ju Zi and let out a long sigh.

Others might not know this secret, but he could roughly guess the truth.

Kong Deming and Zhong Liwu had forced her to undergo artificial insemination, and it was most likely Xu Tianran's seed—Xu Tianran, who was already dead.

Expecting Ju Zi to feel motherly affection for a son she had been forced to bear