After a tearful accusation, Tang San took a deep breath. His tone abruptly shifted, becoming incomparably gentle and hopeful as he began speaking of another major matter in life.
"Mother, to be honest, your son has now found the unparalleled opportunity to reach level one hundred and become a god."
"When your son takes that final step in the future, I will surely bring you, Master, and Xiao Wu with me to ascend to the God Realm, where we can share endless lifespans and prosperity."
"But, Mother..." Tang San looked at Ah Yin's illusory figure, his voice filled with deep heartache. "After you regain human form, if you remain alone for all those long, boundless years, wouldn't that be far too lonely?"
"Therefore, from the bottom of my heart, I hope you can find someone again—someone worthy of entrusting your life to, someone who truly knows how to cherish you. Only then will your son truly be at ease in the future."
The moment those words came out, Ah Yin's illusory, breathtaking smile froze on her face. Immediately afterward, a visible flush rapidly crept up her cheeks.
She had never expected that her sensible, obedient eldest son would suddenly concern himself with his mother's "lifelong matter."
Even though her true body was merely a blade of grass, this still felt utterly backwards to her.
"L-Little San, what nonsense are you talking about?" Ah Yin snapped bashfully, her voice even stammering. "D-Don't speak such nonsense."
Ever since she had learned of Tang Hao's filthy intentions, Ah Yin no longer held much attachment to that relationship.
And after hearing so much about Jiang Li, it would naturally be a lie to say she had no interest in him whatsoever.
But...
With her modest looks, was she truly worthy of Lord Jiang Li,