Oh no! Tang San broke the road-building shovel!

"Mom—!!"

The shrill howl was full-throated and incredibly piercing.

Angel Rakshasa Dong, who was grunting away as she repaired the road, stiffened, even slowing her digging by half a beat.

Who was that?

Who the hell was wailing at a funeral in broad daylight?

Irritated, she raised her head and looked toward the sound.

An utterly ordinary-looking youth was sprinting toward her with snot and tears all over his face. His outstretched arms had a very clear target: he was aiming to give her a huge hug.

A question mark slowly rose in Angel Rakshasa Dong's mind.

?

Whose kid was this?

Did he leave the house without taking his medicine?

Then, she clearly heard what the youth was shouting.

Mom?

She instinctively lowered her head and looked at this body of hers.

It had indeed given birth to one child.

But that one, named Qian Renxue, had been a little beauty since childhood. Now, she was even more breathtakingly gorgeous, having perfectly inherited this body's finest features.

Angel Rakshasa Dong raised her head again and carefully examined the youth charging toward her.

It was not that he was particularly ugly. He was simply so ordinary that if he were thrown into a crowd, no one would ever be able to pick him out.

This guy?

In Angel Rakshasa Dong's mind, the wills of the Angel God and Rakshasa God instantly reached an unprecedented consensus.

[Rakshasa God: Pah! Such an ugly thing! How could he possibly be this god's descendant?]

[Angel God: Indeed... compared to Xue'er's beauty, he is worlds apart.]

[Angel + Rakshasa: He's this ugly, so I definitely didn't give birth to him! Don't come near me, damn it! So annoying!]

The conclusion was reached.

Looking at that increasingly close ugly face, Angel Rakshasa Dong could