Did the Sea God Molest You?

The sound waves crashed over them like an invisible wall. Buckets on the deck bounced in place from the vibrations, and several pirates clapped their hands over their ears, their faces deathly pale.

Zi Zhenzhu's face was utterly pale, yet she held her ground steadily.

The blast of sound flipped Jiang Lan's penguin suit hood completely over his face. He frantically pulled it back, revealing a little face whose features had all scrunched together from the wind.

Doro beside him had it even worse. Her round body was blown into several rolls across the deck before she finally slammed into the mast and stopped, the bow ribbon atop her bun slipping crookedly beneath her ear.

"Your voice is so loud!" Jiang Lan shouted at the beast on the sea. There was not a trace of fear in his voice; instead, he sounded annoyed, as if it had hurt his ears. "If you want to talk, just talk! Why do you have to roar so loudly? It's not like I'm deaf!"

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's single eye suddenly narrowed, its pupil contracting into a thin slit.

That tone.

That casual tone that showed it absolutely no regard.

It was exactly like that man's.

Back then, the Sea God had spoken to it in that same tone, standing atop towering waves and looking down at it with a faint smile on his lips. Then, with a casual thrust of his trident, he had nearly pinned it to the seabed.

The Sea God was the one it hated most in its life.

Could this brat be the Sea God's illegitimate son?

Looking closely, he really did resemble him a little.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King narrowed its eye, larger than a millstone, and carefully examined the tiny child by the railing.

The longer it looked, the more something felt wrong.

That chubby little face still carried baby fat, but the outlines of his features already had a faint sharpness to them.

Especially those large, round eyes. They looked innocent and naïve, yet deep within his pupils lay that same careless air, as though he had been cast from the same mold as that man.

And the way he looked at others—his head tilted slightly, as though examining something amusing, with that calmness that came from the very bones, that utter lack of concern for his opponent—he was practically a miniature replica of the Sea God.

It would never forget that look for the rest of its life.

Back then, the Sea God had looked down at it from atop towering waves with exactly that gaze, before casually thrusting his trident and nearly pinning it to the seabed.

That humiliation, that fury—it had chewed on them in the darkness beneath these waters for countless years, thinking every second of how to take revenge.

Now that the Sea God had hidden away in the Divine Realm, it could not reach him. But this miniature Sea God before it—

This little brat in a penguin onesie, with charcoal ash still stuck to his cheeks, was clearly within its reach.

"Boy." The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's voice rumbled from beneath the sea like muffled thunder rolling across the sky. "What is your relationship with the Sea God?"

Jiang Lan blinked and thought about it seriously. What was his relationship with the Sea God?

Strictly speaking, he had inherited the Sea God's Nine Trials, so the Sea God was sort of his boss. But that relationship was too complicated to explain, and he could not sort it out right away.

So Jiang Lan chose the simplest, most direct answer. Raising his head, he shouted, "The Sea God is my big brother!"

The deck fell silent in an instant.

Zi Zhenzhu's hand froze in midair. The bearded uncle's fish spear fell to the deck. Doro had just rolled back from beneath the mast, but upon hearing that, she stopped dead in her tracks, covered her face with her tiny hands, and let out a despairing Doro.

The Sea God was your big brother?

You were a six-year-old kid, and you called the Sea God your big brother?

Then what did Bo Saixi call the Sea God?

And what did you call Bo Saixi?

If they worked out that hierarchy, Bo Saixi would suddenly be a generation lower for no reason at all. The entire seniority system of Sea God Island would be thrown into chaos because of that one sentence.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's single eye abruptly widened before narrowing dangerously again.

Big brother?

In its understanding, that form of address meant only one thing: blood relation.

Back during that great battle, it had vaguely heard the Sea God mention some personal matters. Though the Sea God stood high above all others, he was not devoid of mortal desires. Leaving behind offspring in the lower realm was hardly unusual for a god.

The Divine Realm forbade interference with the lower realm, so the Sea God had hidden his illegitimate son on Sea God Island. Once he grew up, he would descend with a Divine Examination and rightfully pass the godhood on to his own bloodline.

The more it considered the sequence of events, the more reasonable it seemed. The more it thought about it, the more it seemed like exactly the sort of thing the Sea God would do.

And with that face, that tone, and that infuriatingly punchable demeanor, the Deep Sea Demon Whale King would not believe he was not the Sea God's biological son even if it were beaten to death.

"No wonder you look so much like him." The Deep Sea Demon Whale King slowly bared its mouthful of bone-white teeth. There was not the slightest hint of amusement in that curve, only icy killing intent. "What your father did to this king back then, this king will repay tenfold upon you today."

Jiang Lan tilted his head. "Did he molest you?"

Doro: "..."

Deep Sea Demon Whale King: "..."

Everyone aboard Zi Zhenzhu's pirate ship: "..."

Asura God: "..."

No one had expected Jiang Lan to say something like that.

Molest?

The Sea God had molested the Deep Sea Demon Whale King?

Just imagining that scene made everyone present's minds overload at once.

The Sea God stood with his trident in hand, atop towering waves, giving the Deep Sea Demon Whale King a wicked smile.

No. They could not think any further. Their brains would explode.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's single eye went perfectly round, its pupil trembling. The expression on its enormous face shifted from murderous rage to disbelief, then from disbelief to questioning its entire existence.

It opened its mouth, wanting to say something, but only a string of indistinct gurgles came from its throat.

"What did you say?" The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's voice changed pitch completely. The majestic overlord of the sea from moments ago now sounded like a victim wrongfully accused of having his honor violated. "What molestation?! Who molested whom? That man nearly pinned this king to the seabed with one strike of his trident! You call that molestation?!"

"But just now, you said, 'what he did to you.'" Jiang Lan tilted his head, looking completely innocent. "You didn't explain what he did, and you said you would repay it tenfold, so of course I thought—"

"It was a trident strike! A trident strike! Not molestation!" The Deep Sea Demon Whale King felt its blood pressure rising geometrically. Its enormous face actually took on a faint reddish hue. "Who uses a trident to molest someone?! Can that thing even molest someone?! Tell this king how it would molest someone?!"

"Oh, so you got beaten up." Jiang Lan nodded in sudden realization, then put on a sympathetic expression. "Then you should have just said my big brother beat you up. Why make it sound so ambiguous and cause a misunderstanding?"

"Who was being ambiguous?! You were the one whose mind went crooked!"

"Then you can't blame me either. You were the one who didn't explain yourself clearly." Jiang Lan spread his hands, utterly justified. "People who can't speak clearly—no, whales who can't speak clearly—are the most likely to cause misunderstandings. Mama Bo Saixi taught me that."