Jiang Jiang gasped for breath, innocent and pure: "Dad, I didn't scheme against Mom to cleanse my spiritual energy. It was Mom who cleansed your spiritual energy before she was going to cleanse mine."

"I didn't know that after Mom sorted out my spiritual power, I would suddenly grow up. Dad, I've grown up. More than 3,000 years have passed. I've grown up. Aren't you happy?"

Shu Xubai narrowed his bloodshot eyes and spoke with a bloodthirsty tone: "Jiangjiang, my darling, don't try to talk to me like that. When your mother was talking to me like that, you were probably still out there!"

"Tell me, why did you lie to her to help you manage your mental energy? Why did you try to seduce Agares? What are you trying to do?"

Jiang Jiang's breathing became increasingly difficult, and her expression grew more and more innocent: "Dad, what are you saying? I don't understand."

"It was really my mother who helped me to regulate my mental energy, and I didn't even know it myself. After my mental energy was regulated, I grew up."

"Dad, it's been 3000 years, isn't it good that I've grown up? Isn't it good?"

With a loud bang.

Shu Xubai shoved the sauce into the wall.

A hole was smashed in the wall.

The other room where Jiang Jiang was smashed.

As he was about to get up, Shu Xubai stepped on his chest, looking down at him condescendingly: "A defective product is a defective product. You dare to dream of replacing the host and taking everything away from the host? Don't you even know if you're worthy?"

Jiang Jiang was stomped on and coughed up blood. She grabbed Shu Xubai's ankle and said, "Dad, I'm not thinking about replacing anyone. I just want to grow up. I don't want to just look like a four or five-year-old."

“It’s been over 3,000 years. Really, I just want to grow up. I don’t want to be a child anymore. I have no ill will towards my mother. I love my mother just as you love your mother.”

Shu Xubai flung his foot away from his hand, kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying and slamming him against the wall. He then placed his hand on the man's neck, turned his head to the side, and exposed his snow-white neck.

Shu Xubai revealed two sharp teeth, his eyes icy cold: "Now you say you love her as much as I love her."

"Next time, are you going to say that you want to be with her just as much as I want to be with her?"

Jiangjiang stared wide-eyed: "She's my mother. What's wrong with wanting to be close to her?"

Shu Xubai's cold and indifferent voice reminded Jiang Jiang, "You are just a defective product. If I say she is your mother, then she is your mother. If I say she isn't, then she isn't."

"You want to get close to her? Who do you think you are? She's mine. She grew up with me, we argued with each other, we killed each other. What business is it of yours?"

For the tsundere, arrogant vampire, Jiang Si is his family, his friend, his lover, his enemy, and his rival.

He can hit her, scold her, beat her, dislike her, and even kill her if he doesn't like her. No one else can even think about it, especially not a defective product he made himself, who would even dare to try to replace her.

"Daddy..." Jiangjiang's eyes reddened, tears welling up. "I just want a mommy, I just want to grow up, I don't... I don't want... I don't want a daddy... I don't want... Ah..."

Shu Xubai opened his mouth and bit Jiang Jiang's neck.

Jiang Jiang let out a scream, her body trembling violently as if she had been electrocuted.

Shu Xubai held on tightly, his crimson eyes gradually turning into vertical pupils. After a few minutes, he finally let go, his mouth full of blood.

Jiangjiang's body was still trembling.

Shu Xubai loosened his grip, and Jiang Jiang, who had been shoved against the wall, slid off the wall. When he landed on the ground, he shrank back to the size of a four or five-year-old, wearing a rabbit-ear outfit, just like he was performing in a theatrical play.

Jiangjiang looked at his hands, turning them over and over, unable to believe that he had shrunk again, and looked like he was four or five years old.

Shu Xu lifted his white robe, squatted down, lifted Jiang Jiang's chin, and looked directly into Jiang Jiang's eyes: "Jiang Jiang, my darling, you looked your best when you were four or five years old. As you grow up, you'll become ugly."

Jiang Jiang's tears instantly burst forth, silently streaming down her face. Her lips were pale and trembling. She tried to speak, but no words came out.

Tears streamed onto Shu Xubai's hands, which he shook off with disdain: "You're already ugly, crying makes you even uglier. Let's tidy up and go back to the Fourth Civilization."

Jiangjiang, her eyes brimming with tears, said, "Go back to the Fourth Civilization. Don't you love Mom? Don't you want Mom? Mom isn't gone yet, why are you leaving?"

Shu Xubai stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from his lips, looking both wicked and alluring, yet noble: "Because I already have a little bird!"

Jiangjiang stared intently at him, her lips pressed tightly together, and said nothing more.

Shu Xubai stood up, glanced at him, clicked his tongue in disdain, and left the apartment, heading to the one next door.

Jiufeng, dressed in a white floral shirt and baggy shorts, swung her long legs, ate snacks, sat on the edge of the bed, watching the screen, where love, hate, family matters, and trivialities were being performed.

When Shu Xubai returned, he quickly stuffed the snacks into the blanket, stood up, smiled brightly, and opened his arms: "Baibai, you're back, give me a hug..."

Shu Xubai's arrogant side kicked in: "No hugging!"

Jiufeng wasn't angry or annoyed. Like a little cannon, she ran and bumped into Shu Xubai, trying to hug and embrace him.

However, after hugging and embracing him, she pushed him away, pointed at him, and looked at him like he was a scumbag, saying, "Bai Bai, have you been drinking someone else's blood?"

"Bai Bai, why do you drink other people's blood? I'll give you my blood, why do you drink other people's blood? Do you have other people? Do you even have other people?"

Shu Xubai stared at him intently, about to open his mouth, when his stomach churned and the taste of blood surged up. Instantly, he covered his mouth and rushed to the bathroom, to the toilet.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Shu Xubai lay on the toilet, vomiting violently, mouthfuls of blood gushing from his mouth into the toilet bowl.

The once-white water in the toilet had turned into blood. He tried to flush, but no matter how hard he tried, the blood kept staining the toilet water.

When Jiufeng saw him vomit, she was at a loss and hurriedly asked, "Bai Bai, what's wrong? What's wrong? Why are you vomiting blood? So much blood?"

Shu Xubai casually shoved Jiu Feng, causing her to fall to the ground. Jiu Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood, her mouth full of blood and spittle as she spoke: "Get out! Get out of here!"

"in vain…"

"Get out!" Shu Xubai turned his head away, his lips, chin, and neck covered in blood. His vertical pupils, like those of a wild beast, glared fiercely at Jiu Feng: "Get out, get out of here!"

When Jiufeng met his gaze, a chill ran down her spine. Suppressing her fear, she lunged forward and hugged him from behind, pressing her face tightly against his back. Her voice choked with sobs as she pleaded, "Bai Bai, don't make me leave. I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. I want to stay with you, Bai Bai..."