Yue Zhengyu: My Ancestor Is the Sun-What the Hell Is Shrek?

"Their kindness was for their own believers. But who the hell still believed in the Angel God now?"

"After so many millennia, the Angel God had long been forgotten. There were only a few mentions left in ancient records."

"But this topic was taboo by nature."

"That's right. Even the Sacred Angel Family, the Yue Family, had forgotten their roots."

"They were all lovey-dovey with Shrek Academy, completely forgetting how Spirit Hall had been destroyed."

The discussion fell silent again.

A few seconds later, an officially verified account suddenly barged in.

Its avatar was a golden six-winged emblem.

Its name was only a few words—Yue Zhengyu.

Who said the Sacred Angel Family didn't believe in the Angel God?

Bullshit.

The entire comment section seemed to have been put on pause.

All the scrolling comments froze for a moment.

Then came an even crazier tidal wave.

"Holy shit?"

"The real descendant showed up?"

"Lawyer's letter warning."

"The Yue Family's young master himself? I thought it was a fake!"

"Verified blue badge, direct line of the Sacred Angel Family. It's really him!"

"Brothers who were just talking, run."

Yue Zhengyu was genuinely furious.

He was only eleven.

But ever since childhood, he had received the Sacred Angel Family's most orthodox inheritance education.

While other children were learning to write,

he had already been kneeling in the family ancestral hall, reciting the Angel's sacred teachings.

Outsiders could say the sun wasn't a god.

They could say all the ancient texts were fake.

They could even treat Spirit Hall's destruction as a joke.

But they said the Sacred Angel Family had abandoned its own ancestors?

How was that any different from pissing right outside someone's front door?

Yue Zhengyu's fingers hammered against his communicator.

[Three minutes.]

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