Chapter Fifty-Four: Father

The clear eyes shimmered with starlight, but only for a moment, fleeting.

"You don't need to flatter me. I will fulfill what Mother has asked of me."

Yebai quickly stabilized his emotions, speaking in a low voice.

In his view, everything the Demon Lord was doing now was merely to leave this place.

He had abandoned Mother for so many years, leaving her behind along with the child in her womb. How many fathers like him existed in the world?

Since birth, he had never seen his own father, always accompanied only by his mother.

His mother was noble by birth, never lacking in food or clothing, but always lacking someone by her side.

He had seen his mother hiding in the room, secretly wiping away her tears. When she saw him come in, she hurriedly wiped them away, revealing a gentle smile.

Yebai had grown up listening to stories about his father. Whenever he couldn't sleep, his mother would sit by his side and tell him how his father was the most powerful person in the Six Realms.

He was the supreme ruler of the Demon Realm, commanding millions of demons and sweeping across the Six Realms.

At that time, he had also dreamed of becoming someone like his father one day. But later on, he began to hate this heartless man.

Because of him, his mother cried every day, and because of him, he became the wild child everyone talked about.

Those people envied the power in his family. Although they didn't dare to cause trouble openly, behind their backs, they either made fun of his mother for being a widow or mocked him for having no father to teach him.

He hated this man to the core!

Yet, because of this man he had hated for a hundred years, his peaceful life was once again disrupted.

That day, his mother suddenly called him and told him that his father needed him now, asking him to save him.

He refused. Why should he, when he had never shown up when he needed him? Now that he finally appeared, he wanted him to leave Mother behind and go rescue someone unrelated?

He didn't want to have anything to do with such a person anymore. He wanted to leave, but his mother stopped him.

His mother knelt on the ground, crying and begging, time and time again.

Even if he had a heart of stone, he couldn't bear to see his own mother, the person who had been with him day and night, kneeling on the ground begging him.

In the end, he compromised.

But he had only promised to save him. Once he rescued him, he would leave.

He didn't want to stay here for a moment longer!

"In your eyes, am I such a person?"

"A heartless man who only cares about himself and abandons his wife and children?"

The person below the sea was even more distressed. He never thought that his own son would hate him so much.

If he could leave here back then, wouldn't he want to go back to accompany his wife and watch his son grow up? But now, he could only live in humiliation here, like a living dead!

The child didn't even give him a glance, making eye contact was a rare occurrence.

Yebai lowered his eyes, then turned his head slightly and said to the large figure, "Jiang Wu, let's go!"

Nan Xianyi impatiently tossed the pen in his hand and leaned back.

"Hiss~" The tearing sensation on his back made him unable to suppress a low groan.

The spacious rafters, as well as the shelves stacked around, were filled with all kinds of books, arranged in an orderly yet chaotic manner.

Although he was already familiar with the placement of various books here, after ten days of non-stop copying, he was already dizzy.

He couldn't tell the directions anymore.

Nan Xianyi stared blankly at one place, completely oblivious to the pain in his back.