Chapter 77

The fact that the past was, the present is, and the future will always be: I love my brothers and sisters!

Ha ha!

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"The fact that there never was, is not now, and will never be in the future is—between you and me, there is no concept of 'us'!" Yan Huangwu sneered, her red lips curling in disdain as she looked at the grim-faced Charlie. "Xiege is my son! He is only my son and has nothing to do with you, who are just a scapegoat. You must clearly understand this!"

Yan Xiege, listening to his mother's cruel and cold words, suddenly felt a surge of clarity in his mind!

There was no relationship between Yan Huangwu and this Charlie Vanck Brianburg, which made Yan Xiege feel a great sense of relief! Born into the ancient Eastern cultivation family of the Yan clan, Yan Xiege's moral values were inevitably influenced by certain Eastern customs!

You might say that the young Yan Xiege was too conservative and old-fashioned, but he could not accept any entanglements between Yan Huangwu and any man other than his biological father! Perhaps this was a dark and narrow moral obsession? But that was how Yan Xiege thought.

Like all children in the world, his father was the greatest person in the world, and only his father was worthy of his mother!

Charlie's face turned extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth and managed to force a smile, saying to Yan Huangwu helplessly, "But, in front of the child, shouldn't we at least act like a family?"

"Very sorry, Sir Charlie Vanck Brianburg!" Before Yan Huangwu could speak, Yan Xiege interrupted Charlie. He stared at Charlie with his 'innocent', 'naive', and 'confused' big eyes, asking, "Don't you think it's shameful to say such things?"

"Shameful?" Charlie looked at Yan Xiege, at a loss. "Shameful? Me? Dear child, you've got it wrong. No matter what, your mother, the respected Blood Empress Yan Huangwu, is my wife!"

"Nominal wife!" Yan Xiege retorted coldly. "As long as my mother is willing, this nominal relationship can be canceled at any time! To be precise, I don't think you are worthy of my mother! You don't even deserve to call me 'child'!"

"You!" Charlie's long hair stood on end. He was very surprised and even a bit at a loss as he looked at Yan Xiege! According to the information Charlie had gathered through the Brianburg family's intelligence system, the son Yan Huangwu left behind in the Yan clan was just a child who was ostracized and suppressed by countless members of the Yan clan!

How could such an eleven-year-old child dare to speak to him, a Duke, in such a manner? How could he dare to speak such words? Especially, how could a blood demon child 'dare' to speak such words in the face of a Duke's overwhelming pressure?

"My dear Empress, your son is really too ill-mannered!" Charlie felt that he couldn't let this situation continue! He had to make Yan Xiege understand the proper etiquette a child should show to a powerful and noble Duke!

He had to intimidate Yan Xiege, subdue him, and through Yan Xiege, get closer to Yan Huangwu!

He was truly infatuated with Yan Huangwu. Many years ago, when he first met Yan Huangwu, he became almost madly infatuated with her! Although Yan Huangwu was so excellent, so proud, and especially now, as a Blood Empress, she was even more terrifying, he still adored her, and the desire in his heart grew more and more uncontrollable!

Control Yan Xiege, and through Yan Xiege, control Yan Huangwu!

This beautiful, proud, excellent, and powerful woman was the perfect wife for him, Charlie Vanck Brianburg!

"A child, a negligible child, according to the traditions of our race, he must show respect to me!" Charlie screamed, pointing at Yan Xiege. "If he cannot follow the proper etiquette and manners of a child, then I don't mind personally giving him a memorable lesson in etiquette!"

With a loud 'whoosh', Yan Xiege's upper body clothing burst open, and his nearly twenty-meter wingspan of his innate bat wings unfolded, emitting a blinding blood light. A terrifying hurricane swept through the top floor of the Heaven-Earth Tower, and intense blood flames enveloped Yan Xiege's body. His fingernails extended to over a foot long, his canines protruded nearly an inch, and his eyes and hair instantly turned blood red!

Yan Huangwu watched Yan Xiege, who had suddenly erupted, with immense shock, excitement, and tears streaming down her face! She clenched her fists tightly and instinctively let out a piercing scream to the sky! The clouds around the Heaven-Earth Tower disintegrated, and the cloud layer within ten miles was swept away by the scream!

Charlie Vanck Brianburg looked at Yan Xiege, his mind blank. He felt that he must be in a nightmare, that he must not have woken up yet, which was why he saw such a terrifying hallucination!

A child, an eleven-year-old child, a child who was ostracized and suppressed by countless members of the Yan clan, actually unfolded wings larger than Charlie Vanck Brianburg's innate bat wings! His aura was even more overwhelming than that of Charlie Vanck Brianburg, a blood demon who had become a Duke a hundred years ago!

What Charlie found even more unacceptable was that Yan Xiege's aura contained a hint of such pure and ancient energy! Just like the energy he had once felt from the princes of his own family, ancient and沧桑, filled with the heavy sediment of history.

"You are just a child, damn it, you are just a child!" Charlie retreated in terror! He felt a bone-chilling hostility from Yan Xiege, like a sharp blade piercing his face, making him shiver all over!

Yan Xiege let out a long roar to the sky, and six ancient demon runes on his innate bat wings lit up simultaneously. His body transformed into a blood light, a ball of blood flames, carrying a bone-chilling cold wind and terrifying heat, leaving countless afterimages as he charged at Charlie like a ghost in a nightmare!

The sharp nails produced a terrifying whistling sound, and in the 'whoosh' of the wind, Yan Xiege's over-foot-long nails pierced Charlie's body dozens of times, repeatedly penetrating him. Blood arrows spurted out, and Charlie let out a desperate scream of pain, but soon his throat was sealed by Yan Xiege's palm, and he could no longer make a sound.

With a 'crack', Yan Xiege twisted Charlie's head 180 degrees.

He grabbed Charlie's neck and threw him off the Heaven-Earth Tower.

The entire Yan clan city echoed with Yan Xiege's cold, ruthless, and emotionless voice.

"Charlie Vanck Brianburg, you think you can pursue my mother?"

"You think you can become my father?"

"You can't even defeat me, you are not worthy at all!"