Son of Dragon and Serpent, Prince of the Dragon King

"What exactly is this guy here for?"

Even long after Ao Mo's figure disappeared, Lü Yan was still completely bewildered.

Lü Yan still couldn't figure out the guy's purpose when he suddenly appeared and inexplicably berated him. "He's a good kid, just a bit extreme in his personality."

Just then, Hanzhi quietly appeared behind Lü Yan without making a sound.

"Good boy?"

As if he had expected it, Lü Lü Yan turned to look at Hanzhi with a strange expression and asked her in return.

He really wanted to ask, in what way does that brat meet the standards of a "good kid"?

However, seeing Hanzhi's slightly sad expression, Lü Yan ultimately didn't ask the question.

Despite the complaints, Lü Yan's basic emotional intelligence is still intact.

At least until his relationship with Hanzhi becomes close enough, Lü Yan won't make those inappropriate remarks.

"Yes, A Mo is a good boy..."

"Whenever I'm not at the nursing home, he's the one who helps take care of the younger children here."

"His background and experiences made him instinctively suspicious of all good intentions."

At this point, Hanzhi glanced at Lü Yan, her meaning clear without saying a word.

"So that's how it is. He suspected I had ill intentions, so he deliberately came to warn me?"

His lips twitched slightly; this was the first time Lü Yan had encountered such a situation.

Although he didn't know exactly what he had done to arouse Ao Mo's sense of crisis, he had figured out the purpose of his appearance.

The only problem was that the kid's warnings failed, and he was instead broken down by Lü Yan's verbal sparring.

"It's not that I suspect you of having ill intentions..."

"A Mo is just used to refusing others, even when it's out of concern for him."

Seeing this, Hanzhi quickly spoke up to defend Ao Mo.

"When I first found him, it took me a long time to get him to lower his guard."

Raising an eyebrow slightly, Lü Yan asked with considerable curiosity.

"Could I know more about his background and experiences?"

"He seems to be a child of the Dragon Race, but he is different from the Dragon Race I know."

The memory of Ao Mo's previous disgusted rejection flashed through Lü Yan's mind, fueling his curiosity even more.

"He seems to refuse to acknowledge his Dragon Race identity, and even deeply abhors it."

With a soft sigh, Hanzhi didn't immediately respond to Lü Yan's curiosity. Instead, she stared intently into his eyes and said, "If you're just acting out of curiosity, then let's stop here!"

Under Lü Yan's surprised gaze, Hanzhi, who had always acted very gently in front of him, spoke seriously.

"Every child in the orphanage carries a scar they don't want to reopen."

"They were willing to open their hearts to me; that's a sign of their trust in me..."

"I don't want to reopen their wounds and let their painful past become the subject of gossip."

After a moment of silence, Lü Yan immediately lowered his head and apologized.

"I'm sorry, I was presumptuous."

"You're right, I shouldn't have offended a wounded child because of my curiosity."

Meanwhile, in the inner courtyard of the almshouse.

Ao Mo's ears twitched slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face.

But after the smile faded, Ao Mo's brows furrowed instantly, his gaze unconsciously focusing on his inhuman-like, scaled claws. "That frivolous fellow... isn't suitable for Sister Hanzhi."

As Ao Mo gently clenched his fist, the sound of his scales rubbing together was particularly jarring in the silent night.

In a daze, Ao Mo seemed to have returned to a few years ago, to the time before he came to the Hundred Lands Mountain Range.

Although Ao Mo did not have a father at that time, he had a mother who cared about him.

In Ao Mo's mind, his mother was just as gentle as Hanzhi.

Until that day, his father, who had never shown himself before, came to the Black Water Pool, and disaster struck.

frivolous, careless, cowardly, and utterly lacking in any sense of responsibility...

This is Ao Mo's impression of his father, and also the impression that the sixth son of the Sea Dragon King left to outsiders.

He clearly bears the title of "Prince of the Dragon King".

But Ao Fei was like a boneless worm, anyone could step on him.

Of course, if it were only that, Ao Mo would consider it as his mother keeping a gigolo, not his father. But alas, his mother actually fell for such a cowardly fellow!

For him, the former ruler of the Black Water Pool abandoned his duties, his principles, and ultimately even his own self. Ao Mo still remembers how, when the shrimp soldiers and crab generals stormed into the Black Water Pool, his usually domineering mother surprisingly chose to compromise. However, compromise can never buy respect.

Faced with his mother's pleas, the eldest prince of the West Sea Dragon Race did not hesitate to kill her.

In that situation, Ao Mo's biological father, Ao Fei, still cowered behind his mother, not daring to even glance at the Crown Prince. "That good-for-nothing... why doesn't he just die!"

At this thought, Ao Mo's eyes instantly reddened.

Why, in the end... did my mother always choose that coward instead of me?!

Ao Mo's last memory of his mother was of her dragging his heavily injured body into the underground water vein.

Behind them came the continuous shouts of battle, as well as the frustrated and roaring complaints of the Sea Dragon King's eldest son.

A mother... don't abandon me!

No matter how much she cried or struggled.

She only glanced at herself one last time before turning around and charging back towards the Black Water Pool.

Ao Mo knew what her mother was doing—she wanted to save Ao Fei.

As expected, Ao Mo's mother never returned, leaving Ao Mo alone to drift into the Hundred Lands Mountain Range along the underground watercourse. To be honest, even Ao Mo himself didn't know whether he didn't follow his mother because of the curse she left behind, or simply because he was afraid of death.

Regardless of the reasons, the final result remains the same.

That is, Ao Mo watched helplessly as his mother went to her death, while he himself survived by clinging to life.

On that very day, Ao Mo struggled to climb ashore and, without hesitation, severed the tail that symbolized the "Dragon Race".

The once-proud son of dragons and snakes is dead; now only a cowardly man clings to life.

Immersed in grief and regret, Ao Mo felt for the first time how much he resembled his nominal "father".

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