"Enough! If you dare to speak insolently again, don't blame me for being impolite to you."

Xue Qinghe let out an angry shout.

Five Spirit Rings appeared beneath his feet, three pairs of wings appeared behind him, and his entire body radiated a holy golden light.

The fifth Spirit Ring flashed, and a sharp sword condensed from the Holy Fire appeared in his hand.

Pointing straight at Ye Qiu.

From the very beginning, this bastard had been mocking him.

Calling him stupid, calling that woman stupid.

Looking down on him in every possible way!

He was already filled with pent-up anger.

"I am merely telling the truth, and you have inherited this trait as well!"

Ye Qiu rested his chin in one hand, propped against the desk, and pointed at him with a smiling expression.

He didn't care even when the sword's edge pressed against the center of his brows.

He continued speaking:

"Actually, the reason your parents ended up in this state is all because of a man, or rather, a waste."

"A waste?"

Xue Qinghe was stunned.

With their two noble identities, how could they have any intersection with some waste?

Ye Qiu's face turned solemn, and he nodded slightly:

"Yes, a waste."

"A waste of a man from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, with an Innate Soul Power of Zero point five rank, unable to breakthrough to a Soul Elder in his lifetime, whose Martial Soul is a pig-like beast, and whose Soul Skill is farting."

"She, who was the Saintess of Spirit Hall, couldn't even see the basic situation clearly and loved him to death."

"Not only did she use her authority to let him take whatever he wanted from Spirit Hall's collection, but she even wanted to elope with that waste!"

"The result goes without saying. At the time of the elopement, you were born in a secret room, while that waste was expelled."

"..."

"Actually, I am somewhat curious. If you were in the position of facing such a Saintess, how would you treat her?"

Ye Qiu looked at him quite curiously.

Xue Qinghe did not answer Ye Qiu's question; he just stood there blankly, speechless.

In his mind.

The image of that wise and mighty woman completely collapsed.

The high and mighty her would actually fall in love with such a disgusting waste.

This made him find it hard to accept.

At the same time.

He also felt disgusted with himself.

The holy Angel was actually born from such despicable actions!

The Sacred Sword in Xue Qinghe's hand dissipated, the six wings behind him retracted, and his inner pride took a massive blow.

Ye Qiu helplessly shrugged, picked up the pen on the desk, and began to sketch.

As if thinking of something ridiculous,

he continued speaking:

"The most ridiculous thing is that not long after that waste left Spirit City, he had a change of heart. Heh heh. The person he fell in love with was actually his cousin, and he even wanted to marry her."

"And yet he always felt that your mother worshipped strength, couldn't let go of power, and wasn't sincere. Even his cousin felt that it was her fault, that she was blind and didn't know how to cherish."

"..."

"..."

Ye Qiu began to talk endlessly about some things from back then, telling everything he knew.

The expression on Xue Qinghe's face was colorful and varied.

That waste actually dared to treat her like this!

Now he also had to admit what Ye Qiu said; that woman was indeed very stupid.

At the same time, a trace of resentment arose in his heart. After all, she was still his biological mother, and he felt it was not worth it for her.

Watching the increasingly distorted and angry expression on Xue Qinghe's face,

Ye Qiu was quite curious in his heart.

What would he do after learning these truths?

"Finally, roughly twelve years ago. Your dad helped your mother hunt a hundred-thousand-year-old Soul Beast, and was severely injured by Tang Hao. Your mother found the opportunity and directly devoured him, leaving not even a soul!"

"What did you say?!"

Impact.

Ye Qiu's words carried a powerful impact.

Causing Xue Qinghe's feet to stagger slightly, his eyes losing focus as he continuously retreated backward.

He was the product of a forced violation, and his own father was actually killed by his own mother?!

Could there be anything more absurd in this world?!

Silence.

The study became exceptionally quiet.

Only Xue Qinghe's somewhat hurried breathing could be heard.

After a long while,

Xue Qinghe gradually came back to his senses, the hatred in his eyes growing even more intense. His voice already carried a hint of hoarseness.

"Continue."

Ye Qiu nodded slightly.

"In recent years, to prove himself, that waste took an enemy of Spirit Hall as a disciple—namely, the son of Tang Hao."

"..."

"Alright, my story is finished."

"In addition, my intelligence is about Tang Hao and his son. Tang Hao might be in the Strength Clan, and Tang San is currently in Heaven Dou City at Blue Tyrant Academy. That waste is also there, and it seems he wants to rekindle old ties with his cousin."

"Oh! Right. That Tang San has Twin Martial Souls."

"In the future, that waste might even ask your mother for a way to overcome the flaws of Twin Martial Souls, since your mother still has lingering feelings for him."

"!"

Hearing Ye Qiu's words,

Xue Qinghe could no longer suppress the hatred in his heart.

The killing intent and fury in his eyes gushed out.

His eye sockets turned somewhat red, his expression became venomous, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Where on earth did that waste get the face? Why did he have to appear in Spirit City? If he hadn't appeared, would none of these things have happened?

The one being protected was clearly that disgusting waste!

On what grounds did he feel that he alone bore everything?

On what grounds did he blame her and hate her? On what grounds could he comfortably seek a new love? On what grounds could he lie on the merits and fame she created for him to teach and achieve the enemies of Spirit Hall?

Damn it!

Simply deserving of death a thousand times over!

Xue Qinghe had never felt such an urge to kill, or even torture, a person so much.

"What else? What about other matters?"

"You still want to listen?"

"You should properly digest what you've gained today first; we can talk about the rest later."

Ye Qiu stood up, stretched, walked over to Xue Qinghe's side, and patted his shoulder with a smile.

"As for whether I am lying to you, you will know with a slight investigation. After all, with your mother's help, that waste is quite famous."

Ye Qiu folded the paper he had been scribbling on earlier and placed it in Xue Qinghe's hand.

"Remember my condition."

"I will hand the item over to you as soon as possible."

After Ye Qiu's narration, Xue Qinghe did not think he was lying to him.

He also knew why Ye Qiu didn't continue. Because Ye Qiu hadn't gotten the thing he wanted yet—the treasure of the nation, the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud!

"That's good. Thinking that you probably don't have any appetite to eat, I will take my leave first."

Without waiting for him to say anything, Ye Qiu opened the door on his own.

Laughing, he strode away.

Listening to the footsteps gradually fade away, the curiosity in Xue Qinghe's eyes completely vanished; ruthlessness and venom could no longer be concealed.

"Young Lord! Are you alright?"

After Ye Qiu left, Porcupinefish and Snake Lance quickly entered the room. Feeling the baleful aura on Xue Qinghe, they instantly felt a bit fearful.

"I'm fine."

Xue Qinghe's voice was chilly. He turned his head, touched his reddened Phoenix-like eyes, and ordered in a cold voice:

"Go investigate a few people for me."

Snake Lance respectfully said: "Please speak, Young Lord."

Wish you all a happy life!