Lu Ya's face was livid, his whole body trembling with rage.
Before, he had genuinely wanted to slowly mend his relationship with Xihe and try to make her accept him. Now, however, he could no longer spare a thought for that.
He went straight to the center of the island, and the moment he saw Xihe, he could not stop himself from demanding, "Why?"
"How could you do this to my father?"
Xihe looked at Lu Ya before her, her expression still calm, without the slightest trace of embarrassment.
Instead, she regarded him as though he were a stranger.
After thinking for a while, Xihe slowly began, "Lu Ya, I am not the mother you imagine me to be."
"Although I did indeed marry Di Jun, we never consummated our marriage, nor did I give birth to you or your nine elder brothers."
"So even accepting you would take me some time."
"I never experienced any of those things you spoke of. Even if they objectively happened, you need to understand that Tongtian pulled me out of the timeline just two days after I married Di Jun."
"Before marrying Di Jun, I only met him once, and we exchanged fewer than ten sentences. After the wedding, I never even saw him."
"Under those circumstances, you want me to remain a widow for Di Jun for the rest of my life? You keep insisting that you're my child, Lu Ya, but have you ever actually considered my feelings?"
Lu Ya answered with silence.
He realized that Xihe was not actually wrong.
The Xihe before him was not the one who had spent several cosmic cycles with Di Jun and given birth to their ten children.
As she was now, she barely had any feelings for Di Jun. At most, they were