"By contrast, although Yun Hua is a princess of the God Realm, she behaves crudely, has an unruly temperament, loves to play and cause trouble, and does whatever she pleases. They say one should marry a virtuous wife. By comparison, you should know which choice is best."
Divine Lord Linyuan was already extremely irritated. Hearing his mother praise Immortal Maiden Yuyao so highly while disparaging his junior sister, he finally lost control and roared, "Can you stop talking about it? Haven't you said enough today?"
"Who in the God Realm doesn't know that, for the sake of a woman who acts one way on the surface and another behind people's backs, and whose heart is vicious, you disregarded your junior sister's life or death?"
"And besides, do you think my master is just a decoration? Do you think she understands nothing?"
"If my junior sister's character were truly poor, do you think Master would stand by and do nothing?"
"Why can't you cast aside those prejudices and judge with your heart, to truly feel it? Why must you care about that bullshit—beauty and elegance, nobility and purity, gentleness and virtue?"
"Do you think Father liked you, took a fancy to you, and married you back then because you were beautiful and elegant, noble and pure, gentle and virtuous?"
Divine Lord Linyuan had truly held it in for far too long, and he had been pushed too far. At this moment, he threw caution to the wind and vented all the resentment he had kept bottled up inside over the years.
High God Yufeng was left speechless by his retort.
She had never seen her son lose his temper so badly.
Her son had always been steady and composed. Whether cultivating or doing anything else, he had never made them worry.