(First update)
"Yang Ming? How could the child in your belly be Yang Ming's?" As a devoted simp, Yan nearly broke down over the reality before him. He roared at Hu Liena, "You two couldn't possibly have crossed paths! How could it be him? Impossible! You must be lying to me, right?"
Clinging to that one-in-ten-thousand possibility, Yan stared at Hu Liena expectantly, hoping to find even the slightest tell in her expression.
After all, Yang Ming had now joined the Sky-Blasting Gang. Given Yan's strength and background, even if he wanted to take revenge on Yang Ming, it would amount to nothing more than an impossible dream.
Hu Liena stroked her swollen belly, a blissful smile on her lips and maternal tenderness filling her beautiful eyes. She said:
"Yan, have you forgotten? I went to Slaughter City before. It was there that I became involved with the child's father, and that was how I came to be carrying this child."
"Slaughter City?"
Yan was initially dumbfounded, then suddenly understood. Immediately afterward, rage surged within him.
Flames erupted all over Yan's body. The scorching heat made him resemble a descending god of fire. Six Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet in succession, and every step he took left a blazing footprint on the ground.
"Hu Liena, you've truly disappointed me. I never thought you really would betray Spirit Hall, just as His Holiness the Pope said, and collude with Yang Ming of the Sky-Blasting Gang."
Yan's face revealed the madness and hatred of a simp who had lost everything. He roared:
"Since Yang Ming stole the goddess of my dreams, I'll personally take his child's life! Then I'll send someone to tell him the terrible news, so he can live his next life in regret! Hahaha!"
Yan laughed maniacally, hot