Chapter 84: Ah Yin's Confrontation, Tang Hao's Choice (2)
"This is impossible!"
Tang Hao shouted in fury.
Ah Yin's words had suddenly terrified him.
He didn't want to believe it!
The child's strange behavior didn't necessarily mean he was dead. Something they didn't understand must have happened!
His son was still alive and well by his side!
This had to be a dream—how could Ah Yin say something like that?
"Impossible? Do you really believe those words, Brother Hao?"
Ah Yin was stunned to realize Tang Hao was truly angry at her.
They had always been deeply affectionate, and this was the first time he had gotten angry with her—
And all because of that outer-realm demon who obviously wasn't their child.
For a moment, Ah Yin felt bitterness.
Bitter that Tang Hao, who should've seen something was wrong with Tang San, instead chose to believe him over her.
But most of all, Ah Yin felt afraid and confused.
At first, she thought Tang Hao still held so much love for her that he would surely believe what she said and agree to let Tang Zhen kneel before their son's grave to atone for his death.
But now, seeing Tang Hao's reaction…
Maybe what she believed was just a delusion all along.
And yet—her wish was so small!
"Why shouldn't I believe it, Ah Yin? I already told you—the child is by my side and behaves very well. You should believe me!"
Faced with Ah Yin's questioning, Tang Hao took a deep breath and replied sternly.
"Haha! Believe you? Brother Hao, do you think I know nothing about our child just because I'm not by your side?"
"He's already two years old. Given your current state—drinking yourself into a stupor every day—if our son were a normal child, he would've starved to death long ago. How can he be so well-behaved?"
"What two-year-old child do you know that can behave that well?"
Ah Yin, seeing Tang Hao still refusing to admit the truth, finally grew angry and couldn't help but mock him.
After hearing her words, Tang Hao's body and face froze.
Indeed, for various reasons, Tang Hao had become more degenerate than in the original story. He drank daily and lived in a haze, treating his son like livestock, utterly neglecting his parental responsibilities.
Before, Ah Yin could rationalize this behavior, thinking he was just grieving.
But now, she resented his attitude.
Without the rose-colored lens of love, Ah Yin undoubtedly felt bitter and discontent with Tang Hao's drunken lifestyle.
And Tang Hao still didn't know their child was a fake.
Believing his son was real, Tang Hao still neglected his duties and didn't care about the child's upbringing or survival.
A father like that was simply unworthy!
Could this really be just a dream?
After hearing Ah Yin's furious words, Tang Hao's heart finally calmed.
Before, he had refused to see Ah Yin as just a dream figure or a reflection of his own emotions.
But now, after she pointed out his degeneracy and the abnormality of his child...
Tang Hao was finally willing to accept that this was only a dream.
Because he had already lost the seed Ah Yin had left behind when she sacrificed herself—it was impossible for her to know these things.
And if it was just a dream, then nothing really mattered.
So what if his son had some kind of problem?
He had raised him for two years. Even if he hadn't fulfilled his duties as a father, he still watched him grow.
If you raise a cat or a dog, you grow attached.
How much more for a human being—the person you believe is your child?
So now Tang Hao had made up his mind.
Even if his son had issues—even if his soul had been replaced by someone else—
As long as that child called him father, then he was his son.
If this being from beyond the stars was willing to live his life in that body, then why not let him?
"Ah Yin, let's say what you said is true—that our son really died. But the boy with me now—I watched him grow. He's a good child. If someone is going to live for our son using his body, isn't that... acceptable?"
Calm again, Tang Hao looked at Ah Yin and sighed.
"No, it's not! Of course it's not!"
Ah Yin's heart surged with rage when she realized Tang Hao not only wouldn't avenge their son, but was also defending the outer-realm demon who had taken his body. She couldn't help but shout in anger and pain:
"You may believe he's your son—but to me, he's an abomination. A wicked being from another world who stole our son's body—a vile blasphemer!"
"Only by killing him again can our son's soul finally rest in peace!"
"And also…"
Fueled by her wrath and deep disappointment in Tang Hao, Ah Yin's once gentle and beautiful face now twisted into a sneering expression full of sarcasm and mockery.
"And besides—why are you so determined to accept this outer-realm demon as your son? Do you think I don't know what you're really thinking?"
"Isn't it because that way, you can ignore the fact that our son already died during the Spirit Hall's pursuit?"
"You can avoid taking vengeance on your father, Tang Zhen—the one who led us to this and killed our son!"
Ah Yin's every word struck hard. Her eyes now brimmed with disappointment, resentment, fury, and cold detachment.
Swish!
Tang Hao's pupils shrank sharply upon hearing Ah Yin call his father the murderer, and his body tensed completely.
What the hell kind of dream is this?!
How could Ah Yin say something like that to me?
Was he really still afraid that she'd discover the truth of what happened back then?
Tang Hao clenched his teeth in shock and anger.
And Ah Yin wasn't done yet.
Now that her feelings for Tang Hao had transformed—from the initial joy to bitter disappointment and wrath—Ah Yin could no longer hold back and shouted furiously:
"Tang Hao! I'm telling you—I already know the truth!"
"I know that the reason we went to Lanxia City and were discovered by Spirit Hall was your father's conspiracy. I also know that our son died on the road, while we were being pursued."
"So, Tang Hao—your father is the murderer who killed our child!"
"I'm giving you a choice now. If you're willing to let your father kneel before our son's grave and bow to repent, we can remain husband and wife."
"If you refuse, we break all ties and go our separate ways. I will take revenge for my son myself. From now on, we are strangers—or even… enemies!"
(End of Chapter)