From Ye Xiaozhu's perspective, this was a textbook case of the childhood sweetheart losing to the newcomer, enough to break anyone's heart and bring tears to their eyes.
But am I the fucking newcomer here?
"No, Miss Xiao Zhu, you've misunderstood..." Qiu Wuji hurried to explain, thinking, You're angry? I'm even angrier! If that possessive, twisted pervert of a husband of mine finds out, he won't be happy!
"What have I misunderstood?!" Ye Xiaozhu demanded furiously. "Is Brother Tian Ge even the same person he used to be?! Even Sister Luo said he was no different from the boy I knew when he first joined the sect. He only changed after meeting you-he became a completely different person! You old hag, what did you do to brainwash my Brother Tian Ge?!"
Qiu Wuji could no longer keep her composure either and stamped her foot. "Say that again!"
"I'll call you whatever I like! This is the Wu Tribe's headquarters. Hit me if you dare! So what if you're Shenzhou's sword immortal?!"
Qiu Wuji folded her arms and sneered. "Keep insulting me, and you really will be finished with your Brother Tian Ge."
"What, do I need the first wife's permission to marry him?" Ye Xiaozhu snapped. "Who do you think you are?"
"I'm his mother."
"..." Ye Xiaozhu: "???"
Qiu Wuji had the good fortune to watch someone's expression cycle through fury, blank shock, disbelief, extreme embarrassment, and nervous caution.
"Not his biological mother, but I really am his mother." Qiu Wuji said it with complete confidence. She was not merely forcing the label of mother onto herself through the concept of being "Father God's wife." As the comics' artist, she had filled in a large part of this world with her own pen. What did that make her if