Hearing this, the Black Tortoise Monarch felt a throbbing pain. "How can you even compare the two? You know perfectly well that if it hadn't been for the Ghost Doctor saving our son, he would have perished long ago. He is still so young. How can you utter such words as his mother?"
"If I had known that he would never accept us as his parents, I would have preferred that he had died out there!" The moment the words left Black Tortoise Mistress' lips, she realized the enormity of her transgression and fell silent, her gaze shifting to Hao'er with a look of guilt. Seeing the colour drain from his face, a sharp pang of regret pierced her heart.
Impulse was the devil. No matter what, he was the son she had carried for so many long months in her belly, and she should never have spoken to him in such a cruel manner.
Just as she was about to say something to retract her harsh words, Feng Jiu's voice cut through the tense atmosphere, edged with a chilling coldness.
