"He... he's my father, my biological father!" Huo Yuhao roared, finally speaking the words he had buried deep in his heart. Those words alone drained all his strength. His shoulders slumped, and the tears he had held back for years finally fell, splashing onto his lapel.
"My mother was the lowest-ranking maid in the White Tiger Duke Mansion. He took a liking to her, and that's how I was born. But he never knew I existed, and he never cared for my mother."
"People in the mansion bullied us, beat and scolded us, and refused to give us food. My mother and I spent twelve whole years in a woodshed. We ate other people's leftovers and wore ragged clothes that had been patched countless times..."
"My mother was already in poor health. Years of toil, on top of being humiliated time and again, wore her body down completely. She was only in her thirties when she died. She never got to see him again, not even once. Even as she lay dying, she still thought of him and told me not to hate him."
"But I still hate him! I really do!" Huo Yuhao suddenly lifted his head, tears covering his face. His eyes brimmed with unbearable pain, hatred, and endless grievance. "He's the White Tiger Duke, revered by everyone. He's the God of War of the Star Luo Empire. He has wealth and luxury beyond measure, and talented sons, yet he never knew that, where he couldn't see, his wife and child were suffering, trampled underfoot!"
"My mother was so good. She endured everything her whole life, waiting all that time, but she never got anything she waited for. She just died! If he'd known we existed sooner, if he'd protected us even a little, my mother wouldn't have