The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

The atmosphere in the sealed room was extremely tragic.

Su Zhen's tall body trembled violently.

He looked at the jade pendant engraved with a blood-red lotus spider, and tears streamed down his face like beads from a broken string.

"My beloved... my Zitong..."

The ruthless emperor, decisive in his killings and feared by all, wept like a child who had lost the whole world.

In his memory, the empress was always delicate, frail, and boneless.

I get so sad that I cry just looking at a dead ant.

Even speaking a single sentence aloud makes me blush and pant.

The pure and innocent white moonlight was cruelly murdered by this group of heartless cultists!

Su Jin knelt beside him, his eyes bloodshot, his whole body radiating murderous intent.

"The Netherworld Cult! I, the Crown Prince, will tear you to pieces and grind your bones to ashes!"

The father and son were so engrossed in the tragic drama of losing their loved ones and the deep-seated hatred that they could not extricate themselves.

In the underground treasure vault, their moving vows and suppressed sobs echoed.

Su Zhen plotted in his mind how to muster the troops of the Great Yuan Kingdom.

Even if it means turning this entire continent upside down, we will drag out the leader of the Netherworld Cult and set him on fire!

It was at this touching moment, which was sure to bring tears to my eyes and could be accompanied by a mournful background music at any moment.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound filled Su Zhen's mind.

A bolt from the blue.

It cleaved through his sorrowful thoughts.

Immediately afterwards, a clear, childlike voice, filled with deep confusion, exploded in both his and the prince's minds.

【Huh? Wait a minute!】

[This thing...it looks more and more familiar...]

That familiar voice belonged to none other than the Crown Princess, Su Yaoyao, who was examining the jade pendant over and over!

Su Zhen's crying stopped abruptly.

With two lines of tears streaming down his face, he looked through his blurry, tear-filled eyes at his beloved daughter standing before him.

look familiar?

What looks familiar?

This is a family heirloom that your mother wore since she was a child. Your mother was murdered shortly after you were born. How could you possibly find it familiar?

Su Zhen sniffed, just about to tell his daughter the tragic love story between the Empress and himself.

Before he could even open his mouth, Su Yaoyao's penetrating voice swept through the minds of the father and son like a storm.

【OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!】

"No wonder this blood-red spider looked so familiar!"

[Isn't this my missing mother's VIP guild leader exclusive token?!]

Su Zhen: "???"

Su Jin: "???"

The father and son froze, their faces contorted with grief.

The two glanced at each other and saw a clear-eyed foolishness in each other's eyes.

VIP? Cult Leader? Exclusive Token?

What kind of bizarre vocabulary is this?!

Su Yaoyao stretched out a finger and touched the intricate patterns on the back of the jade pendant.

[You're not mistaken, it's definitely her!]

[The Crimson Lotus Spider's third left leg has a small mark etched on it!]

Upon hearing Su Yaoyao's heartfelt words, Su Zhen lowered his head and focused his gaze on the jade pendant.

By the dim light of the fire in the secret room, he brought his eyes very close.

On the third leg on the left side of the intricately detailed spider totem, a tiny plum blossom pattern is actually carved using micro-carving techniques!

Unless you gently rub it with your fingertips or look closely, you won't be able to notice it at all!

Hahaha! This is hilarious!

Su Yaoyao's inner thoughts were laughing wildly in the minds of the father and son, making their heads buzz.

【This is a personal anti-counterfeiting mark that my cunning mother specially made to prevent her subordinates from forging tokens!】

This ingenious anti-counterfeiting design and the exquisite stitching are absolutely unmatched anywhere else in the world!

Personalized anti-counterfeiting tags?!

Su Zhen's lips trembled violently.

The jade pendant suddenly turned into a hot, red-hot piece of charcoal.

How could his gentle, kind, and frail wife come up with such a gangster-style underground rendezvous token?

[Tsk tsk tsk, Su Zhen and the Crown Prince are crying so pitifully, it's really embarrassing.]

So, Mom didn't die all along!

[This was all a show directed and acted by this woman herself!]

boom!

These heartfelt words were like a bombshell, creating a mushroom cloud in Su Zhen and Su Jin's minds.

not dead? !

Azusa didn't die back then?!

Su Zhen felt a sudden dizziness, his breathing became rapid, like that of a broken bellows.

Su Jin was so frightened that he dropped the poisoned blade in his hand.

A crisp "clang" echoed through the secret room.

The father and son looked like two statues charred by lightning, completely losing the ability to control their expressions.

Su Yaoyao continued to pour out her feelings, going all out without any regard for the two men's mental capacity.

[I remember now, there was a record of this part in the original owner's hidden memories that the space system transmitted to me.]

[This woman came back because she found the palace of the Great Yuan Kingdom too boring!]

[All I do every day is watch those concubines scheming against each other and listen to Su Zhen rambling on about national affairs; I'm so bored I'm practically growing mold.]

That's why she used a top-tier fake death drug she bought on the black market to fake her death and escape!

[Abandoning her husband and children, fleeing overnight—all in one swift motion, how incredibly dashing!]

Su Zhen's eyes widened as much as lanterns.

His proud devotion, his boundless love, was nothing more than "boring" and "stuffy to the point of mold" in her eyes?!

Abandoning her husband and children?! Running away overnight?!

Is this still the virtuous, kind, and well-educated Empress Daeyoshi he knew?!

Su Yaoyao stared at the assassin's corpse on the ground, her mind filled with amazement.

Not only did she run away, but finding life too leisurely, she even went to start a business in the neighboring Great Yan Kingdom!

I've heard that the people of the Great Yan Kingdom are known for their fierce and warlike nature, making it the perfect place for gang warfare.

[With a series of swift and decisive moves, she quickly built up an entire force and became the fearsome leader of a cult!]

The Great Yan Kingdom! Entrepreneurship! Cult Leader!

These words were like poisoned knives, relentlessly cutting into Su Zhen's fragile, tough heart.

Su Zhen felt as if his soul was about to leave his body.

He mourned his beloved wife for eight years, weeping bitterly every year on the anniversary of her death...

He actually went to an enemy country to become the leader of a cult?!

Su Yaoyao kicked the stiff corpse of the leader assassin on the ground with her toe.

No wonder these assassins looked so weak; they couldn't even withstand a few of my brother's moves.

The person lying on the ground is probably just one of her lowest-ranking outsourced henchmen.

How could the true elite of the cult possibly commit suicide by biting poison without even offering a proper counterattack?

[These are clearly a bunch of temporary workers who are paid to do things!]

[My mother is really something. Even as the leader of the cult, she's still so stingy. She won't even give her the basic social security and housing fund benefits of a formal position.]

What blood feud? What irreconcilable hatred?

What do you mean by crushing the Netherworld Cult? What do you mean by tearing them to pieces?

So it turns out the mastermind behind the Netherworld Cult is actually the very victim they're seeking revenge against?!

What kind of magical realist human tragedy is this?!

Su Jin stared blankly at the assassin's corpse on the ground, his mouth agape.

He just swore to kill all these cult members, doesn't that mean he's going to lead troops to wipe out his own mother?!

If they actually led troops to fight there, would it be considered upholding justice by sacrificing family ties, or would it be considered mother and son recognizing each other?

The living Yama prince has never been so speechless in his life.

At this moment, the one who has suffered the most is undoubtedly our Su Zhen himself.

He knelt stiffly on the ground.

The tears of grief that had just gushed forth like a spring stopped the moment they heard these heartfelt words.

With a "whoosh".

Defying the common sense of physics, it flows backward!

Tears welled up in her eyes, and grief vanished into nothingness.

Now, all that fills Su Zhen's chest is the utter absurd feeling of being deceived for eight years!

He turned his head slowly and stiffly, like a rusty gear.

The neck made a "crackling" sound as if the bones were grinding together.

He stared at his beloved daughter, who was eating melon seeds while holding a jade pendant, with his eyes still bloodshot.

My values ​​have been shattered.

It's so crumbly, you can't even sweep it up with a broom.

Su Zhen's lips trembled violently.

His mind kept replaying the image of his wife, so gentle and delicate, who never dared to raise her voice.

I have mourned for eight years...

A frail, helpless deceased wife...

She's actually a female gang leader who founded a cult?!