Xiao Wu suddenly turned her head, her tear-filled, red eyes staring at Tang San in disbelief.
She didn't question, she didn't cry out, but her gaze itself was the heaviest accusation.
She wanted to know if her daughter's heart-wrenching accusations were true.
She needs an answer!
Faced with his wife's gaze, Tang San was in a state of panic, but he knew he must not give in!
His voice trembled slightly, but he used a feigned retreat to advance. " Xiao Wu, now... even you don't believe me anymore?"
His tone was filled with disappointment and sorrow, as he tried to use emotional appeal to dispel Xiao Wu's newly arising suspicions.
For Xiao Wu, who deeply loves him, this move has almost become an instinctive conditioned reflex.
Seeing the endless sorrow and grievance in her husband's eyes, Xiao Wu's heart trembled involuntarily and softened instantly.
"Oh..."
Just then, a bitter laugh rang out from the side.
"Even now... you're still using lies to cover it up." Wang Dong'er's gaze swept over Tang San, finally settling on Xiao Wu's face. "Big Father... he's already admitted it himself."
" The Da Ming?"
Xiao Wu murmured the name absentmindedly.
Sky Azure Bull Python of the Da Ming!
He was someone who had been with her since the Star Dou Great Forest, like a younger brother, and was a family member she absolutely trusted!
If the Da Ming Dynasty itself admits it...
Xiao Wu felt a chill explode from the deepest part of her soul, instantly freezing her limbs and bones.
Now all the clues point to the fact that she least wants to believe, yet is increasingly unable to deny!
That was her husband, the lover to whom she entrusted everything, who truly tore her daughter's soul apart with his own hands after her daughter "went down to the mortal realm for trials"!
So much so that when the mother and daughter reunited, the daughter didn't even recognize her as her mother!
Tang San's lips moved, as if he wanted to come up with a new excuse, but Wang Dong'er did not give him another chance.
She turned to Xiao Wu, who was trembling slightly and on the verge of a mental breakdown, a hint of pity flashing in her eyes, but it quickly turned into a resolute determination.
She took a deep breath and said, "Also, my second father... he's no longer here."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu trembled violently, as if her soul had been instantly drained, and she froze on the spot.
Those beautiful eyes were wide open, filled with a bottomless emptiness and horror.
When Tang San sent them down to the mortal realm, he clearly and solemnly guaranteed their safety!
She turned her gaze to Tang San again, very slowly and deliberately.
This time, the love, dependence, and even the last glimmer of hope that had once lingered in his eyes were extinguished completely, like a candle flickering in the wind.
Instead, there was an overwhelming sense of conviction, and an endless sorrow stemming from being deceived by the person you trusted most.
Tang San opened his mouth, facing the utterly lifeless sorrow in his wife's eyes, the cold gaze of his daughter, and the increasingly clear scrutiny and disdain of the gods.
For the first time in his life, he felt that all his wit and words had become so pale and powerless.
In the suffocating silence, Kong Xuan's voice rang out again.
" Xiao Wu, you are also a mother. You should know how close a mother's heart is to her child, and how painful it is to be separated from one's own flesh and blood."
His gaze swept over Huo Yuhao, whose expression was filled with indignation, before returning to Xiao Wu's face. "The soul of Huo Yuhao's mother, Huo Yun'er, was forcibly taken to the Divine Realm by Tang San, preventing mother and son from seeing each other."
"Put yourself in my shoes, as a mother yourself, how... can you be so heartless?"
Xiao Wu swayed, almost losing her balance. She abruptly closed her eyes, her chest heaving violently.
After a moment, she opened her eyes again.
Those eyes, once bright and lively, brimming with boundless love for Tang San, are now filled only with desolate pain and weariness.
She looked at the man who had once been the center of her entire universe, her voice hoarse and broken from the effort to suppress it, yet carrying a final, almost pleading resolve.
"Third Brother... stop it."
"Don't... make the same mistake again."
A commotion erupted among the gods that was more intense and unbelievable than ever before!
Especially those gods who originally followed and revered Tang San, their faces were now filled with immense shock and bewilderment at the collapse of their faith.
Tang San's unauthorized imprisonment of souls from the lower realm, violating the laws of the Divine Realm, has become an indisputable fact in the eyes of the gods after Xiao Wu Wu's pleading!
What's truly fatal is the all-encompassing backlash that follows!
In order to maintain the image of a pure, selfless, and loyal God King, Tang San had previously uttered too many high-sounding and beautiful words when faced with doubts.
At this moment, the lie was shattered completely, like Glazed Lamp.
Every word he once uttered with righteous indignation now became a boomerang, piercing back at him!
The more perfectly he had presented himself, the more hypocritical, despicable, and repulsive he appeared under the truth!
The way the gods looked at him changed completely.
The former respect and trust have now turned into disgust and contempt.
There's also the anger after the idol's downfall—the rage that comes from finally realizing that Tang San has been manipulating him!
Listening to the whispers surging around me like a tide, and feeling the gazes that were once full of reverence but are now as cold as knives.
Tang San felt a violent disorientation in his soul, as if the invisible foundation that had supported him for thousands of years was collapsing beneath his feet.
All his previous scheming, pretense, and maneuvering... seem to have come to nothing today!
Just then, a fiery figure flashed in front of him—it was Ma Hongjun!
At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and the divine fire around him flickered erratically due to the intense emotional turmoil.
He stared intently at Tang San's dazed and absent-minded face, his voice trembling with suppressed emotion.
"Third Brother!" Ma Hongjun's voice was hoarse. "You... you really brought people up from the lower realm so casually?"
"That... that Chenxiang from back then..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but the question that was almost bursting forth from his eyes was more lethal than any complete sentence.
He was asking, if the rules were meaningless to Tang San, then why couldn't or wouldn't you have fought for that one in ten thousand chance for his wife Bai Chenxiang, back then?!
Aren't they brothers?!
At this moment, Tang San's image in the eyes of the gods has undergone a tremendous change. His credibility has been "bankrupt," and it is unlikely that any god will believe him no matter what he says next.
So, under everyone's watchful eyes, Tang San simply turned his head stiffly and met Ma Hongjun's eyes, which were burning with the flames of pain.
There was no explanation, no reassurance, no denial, not even... remorse.
He didn't say a word, yet it seemed he said everything!
But this silent response chilled Ma Hongjun to the bone more than any heated argument!
The atmosphere instantly fell silent. Just as the gods were avoiding Tang San like the plague, a figure stepped forward and approached Tang San's side.
It's Dai Mubai!
The God of War, who also ascended from the lower realm and had a ten-thousand-year-old friendship with Tang San, had a solemn expression.
He reached out and patted Ma Hongjun's tense shoulder heavily, trying to calm him down.
Dai Mubai's gaze swept over the various deities around him, and he said to Ma Hongjun, " Hongjun, calm down. Xiao San... perhaps he really has some difficulties that we don't know about."
"The situation is complicated right now, so we'll talk about these things another day!"