The Sweet but Dark Zhong Lingyue

When Sagittarius Star Dragon heard Libra Star Dragon's words, he could not help but laugh as well. He covered his mouth with one hand, his long golden-red hair swaying behind him while his shoulders shook incessantly. He was clearly struggling to hold it in, but his eyes were full of schadenfreude. He obviously wanted to see Zhong Shenxiu make a fool of himself too.

Taurus Star Dragon scratched his head, confusion appearing on his honest face.

Zhong Shenxiu's face darkened.

A trace of helplessness flashed through his Light Gold Vertical Pupils, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He lowered his head and looked at the little boy clinging to his leg—at those golden eyes full of expectation, at that innocent little face—and an indescribably complicated emotion rose within him.

Did this child truly see him as his father? Or was there another reason?

Zhong Shenxiu raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and slammed it down onto the little boy's head.

Thud!

The sound was dull yet loud, like striking a hollow piece of wood.

The little boy squatted down while clutching his head. His short silver-white hair had been knocked askew, and his golden eyes were filled with grievance and confusion. He pursed his lips as tears began gathering in his eyes again, his voice muffled and tinged with a sob.

"It hurts..."

"Just to improve your treatment, you're even calling me Dad? I despise you!"

Zhong Shenxiu's voice remained calm.

The little boy raised his head and looked at Zhong Shenxiu through tearful eyes, his little face full of grievance. He sniffled, his muffled voice carrying a trace of stubbornness.

"But I was only able to develop this level of intelligence because of you, wasn't I? If you hadn't activated the Dragon Fighting Plane,