At that question, Chen Xiang distinctly felt the atmosphere change. Guilt crossed Yang Jian's face, but before he could answer, Yang Jiao spoke up. "Your mother is the most beautiful woman in Hong Huang!"
Delight immediately lit up Chen Xiang's face. A child who had never seen his mother always imagined her to be perfect.
Hearing Yang Jiao say that his mother was the most beautiful woman in Hong Huang made his dreams a reality. Naturally, Chen Xiang was overjoyed.
"Then, Uncle, where exactly is my mother? Is she no longer alive? Why hasn't she come to see Father and me?"
Silence fell again. After a long while, Yang Jiao deliberately changed the subject. "Chen Xiang, what dreams do you have for the future?"
"To see my mother!"
"What else?"
Chen Xiang thought for a moment, then said excitedly, "I want more money than I can spend, a big house, a wife, and a whole bunch of children!"
Yang Jiao and Yang Jian were dumbfounded. Even Haotian, who was watching in secret, was stunned.
This fellow was the child of the cosmic tribulation? Did he have no ambition at all?
"Aren't you going to look for your mother?" Yang Jian could not help asking.
"I don't even know what my mother looks like, or where she is. How am I supposed to find her?" Chen Xiang sounded a little dejected.
Yang Jiao and Yang Jian exchanged a glance. Yang Jiao sighed softly and shook his head, lamenting inwardly, Since he wants to live as a wealthy man, let him! All we need to do is keep him safe and happy for the rest of his life, free of illness and disaster!
A rattle appeared in Yang Jian's hand. He passed it to Chen Xiang and said, "I should have given