Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Behind the old woman stood Lucien Radcliffe, his expression cold.

"Daughter, don't listen to her nonsense!" Devlin was startled, leaning against the doorframe, pointing at the old woman: "Her words are not to be trusted! You have to believe me; I am your father!"

"And I am her mother!"

Clang!

Granny Xihua's copper staff struck the ground fiercely, shattering several floor tiles!

"I carried her for ten months and brought her into this world! And you, what have you contributed? If sins are to be spoken of, they are ours together! But at the very least, I have the grace of giving birth to her! All you've done is exploit, demand, and now continue to deceive and exploit. Devlin, have you ever fulfilled a father's duty?"

Hearing these words, Lucien's expression grew even colder.

He was no longer the same Lucien who had just emerged from the underground, no longer so innocent or simple-minded.

What he saw and heard gradually transformed him into a normal person.

"Granny Xihua! What do you want?"

Devlin stood his ground, a burst of aura emanating from him. "I am now of the Undead Tribe, I no longer need to bow to you! Why must you work against me, old woman?"

The truth lay before him.

Devlin had no strength to refute, nor did he attempt to.

Lucien was not a fool; no matter how much you coax, there's only ever one chance.

"You hurt me, I let it go. You wronged me, I still let it go. But why do you use our daughter! She is the flesh that came from my ten-month pregnancy!"

As she spoke her final words, Granny Xihua's eyes glistened with tears.

It was hard to imagine that such a plump old woman could have two beautiful daughters, Quella and Lucien Radcliffe.

"Ha! What a joke, a real joke!"

Devlin pointed at Granny Xihua, laughing maniacally: "If it weren't for you and Pearl setting a trap back then, how could I have been involved with you! If I hadn't been plotted against by the Master, losing all my skills, why would I have compromised! What did you all see me as? A breeding tool? Did any of you ever ask if I was willing!"

Devlin raised his hands, placing them on his face.

"Lucien, my daughter!"

He called out.

Lucien said nothing, but his eyes were full of anger.

He hated being deceived!

But if that day, he had questioned Granny Xihua carefully instead of injuring her outright, he might not have been deceived.

"Daughter! Look at her! Look at this old woman! Look in the mirror, what part of you resembles her!" Devlin's laugh was bittersweet.

Lucien could not accept it, but it was the truth.

Granny Xihua was indeed his mother.

Their appearances were worlds apart.

"Are you curious why you and Quella are so beautiful, while your mother is an ugly freak?" Devlin couldn't help but laugh, but the laughter was filled with sorrow.

"It's not that your mother was disfigured, she was inherently like that!"

Rip!

Devlin tore apart the mask, revealing the floral face below!

"Look, see your father's true appearance!" He took a bottle of potion from his pocket, slowly pouring it into his palm.

And then!

He slapped it onto his face!

The patterns on his face slowly faded under the effect of the liquid.

Revealing an extremely handsome face.

Although there were some wrinkles, it wasn't hard to see how handsome Devlin used to be in his youth!

So dashing!

"As Sealing Pulse youth, who among them wasn't handsome and dashing? In the past, I could compete with Elaenor Wood, even defeating him to sit as Vein Holder! And you..."

Devlin pointed at Granny Xihua, his fingers trembling uncontrollably: "My status was the same as Pearl's! But in the end, the two of you schemed against me, causing me to have relationships with Pearl's servant and bore two children! Even if I, Devlin, am down and out, even if I face death! Did you ever consult with me?"

Servant!

Pearl's servant!

Granny Xihua's eyes were filled with anger, pain, and disappointment!

"Devlin! Have I, Granny Xihua, ever wronged you? Over these years, if it weren't for me, if it weren't for Thunderpeak Hall's protection, could you live as peacefully as you do?"

Seeing Devlin's true appearance.

Lucien was utterly stunned.

Their conversation left him on the brink of collapse!

The affairs of parents have no right or wrong.

No black or white!

One is the father, the other is the mother!

"Granny Xihua, I, Devlin, have survived to this day not depending on anyone! I rely on myself! In another's position, who could live to today in such disadvantage?"

Devlin squinted his eyes, thumping his chest: "A man's life should be upright and imposing! But I, live like a rat! I want to prove, prove that I, Devlin, can also become a superior! Prove you are all wrong! I want to prove that the throne of Demarco Mount is not naturally Julius Reed's!"

"Do you understand! Do you understand my lofty aspirations! You don't! You only know to follow Pearl's arrangements, your vision only encompasses Thunderpeak Hall! Only the Seven Veins! But I! I, Devlin, want this world!"

Devlin's eyes were bloodshot, his pale face devoid of color.

"Now... I have turned into what I least wanted, an Undead Tribe member! Do you know... do you know my pain! I am a monster! I have become the thing I hate the most!"

Silence.

The room fell into a brief silence.

"Devlin, I just want to live an ordinary life with you. Our family of four, enjoying familial bliss, isn't that good!"

Two streams of tears flowed uncontrollably from Granny Xihua.

"All these years, you betrayed me again and again, did I ever truly try to kill you? Devlin, are you blind or heartless to my feelings for you! Can you not see it at all!"

The copper staff in her hand trembled continuously.

"This is not what I want." Devlin took a pen from his pocket, drawing lines on his face. "What I want is this world. If you can't help me, then please don't weigh me down."

After speaking, he took out a brand-new black hood and put it over his face.

"I am already an Undead Tribe member, with no way back. If I don't obtain the 'Opening Sky Book' and can't sit at the topmost position of the Undead Tribe, my life is ruined."

"Remember, the Devlin you loved is already dead. Now, I am Aziz Fairbanks. Sealing Pulse's 'Sealing', detached from all ties 'Unattained', and the taboo 'Taboo'. Once I've burnt a ceremonial fire for myself, I shall be a solitary soul, free from all attachments."

Devlin turned around, taking a cigarette from his pocket.

He struck a match, slowly lighting it.

Taking a deep drag, he exhaled a thin blue smoke.

"This cigarette comes from the pack you gave me. Now, I've smoked the last one." Devlin flicked the burning cigarette away and strode off.

"Next time we meet, I will surely kill you. Years ago, I swore in Gonzalez City at Fabian Percival's grave, to kill you and avenge him!"

"I, Devlin, may be treacherous my whole life, but I keep my word!"

"Goodbye!"

The silhouette fades away.