A moment earlier, Yang Chan had still looked ashamed, feeling that she really had spoiled the children.
But the moment she heard the old Star Lord wanted the two children to temper their hearts in the Mortal Realm, what little reason she possessed as a mother flew beyond the nine heavens.
"Star Lord!"
Yang Chan knitted her delicate brows, her face filled with genuine worry. "Chan'er understands the reasoning, and the Great Heavenly Venerable is doing this for their own good, but the children are still so young! The Mortal Realm is full of barren mountains and treacherous waters. What if they run into some wild demon who doesn't know when to stop and damages their foundations? They'll suffer before they've even tempered their hearts. How could that be acceptable?"
"Look at you! Getting worked up again!"
At this, Taibai Jinxing raised his fly-whisk and pointed it loosely at Yang Chan.
The old Star Lord shook his head, his tone helpless, and began dredging up old accounts without preamble. "When you were little, following the Great Heavenly Venerable around, how utterly lawless were you? Tugging Laojun's beard, plucking the tail feathers from immortal cranes-what didn't you do? Only after suffering a few setbacks in the Mortal Realm did you rein yourself in. Now that you're a mother yourself, how have you forgotten all of that?"
Those words nailed Yang Chan to the spot. A blush immediately rose to her cheeks, and she lowered her head sheepishly, twisting the hem of her clothes, unable to come up with a rebuttal for a long while.
A fairy was still a fairy, even after becoming a mother.
She still had a young girl's heart!
Taibai Jinxing hadn't spared her feelings in the slightest.
As a child in Lingxiao Palace, Yang Chan had been