Jiang Si paused, and a thin, thread-like willow branch shot out, heading straight for Jiang Jiang. Just as the willow branch was about to touch Jiang Jiang, Agares, who was sitting in the chair, raised his long leg and kicked her.

Just as Jiang Jiang was about to touch Agareth's shin, she was kicked like a kite with a broken string, flying through the air and landing with a thud in front of Jiang Si.

The thin wisps of ginger that poured out turned and wrapped around Agares's wrist.

Agares twisted his wrist, raised his head slightly, and gazed at his young wife in front of him.

Jiang Jiang, who had fallen in front of Jiang Si, raised her head, blinked her big, clear black and white eyes, looked up at Jiang Si, and called out in a childish voice: "Mommy, Marshal Agares kicked me, it hurts so much, I want a hug!"

Want a hug?

Should I slap him hard across the face?

The body is four or five years old.

With over 3,000 souls, he still wants a hug. His face is so big. Jiang Si bent down, grabbed Jiang Jiang by the back of his collar, and lifted him up. She said to Agares, "Honey, wait a moment. I'm going to teach that brat a lesson. I'll be right back."

Agares stood straight, his eyes deep and unfathomable, and said in a cool, deep voice, "Jiang Jiang, the teacher said that for disobedient kids who like to use force to solve problems, you should treat them the same way they treat you. Beat them, and if one time isn't enough, beat them twice, and if two times aren't enough, beat them three times, and so on, in an endless cycle, until they obey."

Is this what that scoundrel said?

Are you sure it wasn't him who said it?

I must say, this is really like a marshal, really like Agares!

Jiang Si tilted her head and smiled cutely at him, saying, "I know, wait for me."

Agares nodded expressionlessly: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Jiangjiang shouted, "Mommy, Mommy, you can't abuse me! You can't abuse me! I'll be good, I'll be obedient, I'll be good!"

"Listen to me, it's too late." Jiang Si snorted and carried the struggling Jiang Jiang into the next room.

The door closed.

Bang!

Jiang Jiang was shoved against the wall by Jiang Si, who grabbed her by the neck: "Little thing, before me, didn't your father choke you like this?"

The wall was dented, and Jiangjiang was stuck inside, just like the scene two hours earlier when Shu Xubai had shoved him into the wall.

This scenario taught him that cowardice is not terrible; what matters is being able to apply cowardice to practice and maximize its benefits. And he is best at using cowardice, leveraging the advantage of his face.

"No." Jiangjiang's eyes were red and glistening with tears. "Dad loves me the most. How could he choke me? He has never choked me. Mom, is there some misunderstanding?"

"How is Daddy doing inside? I'm so worried about him, I'm afraid something will happen to him. Even the little bird will die, Mommy. I'm so scared, I'm really scared, I'm so afraid something will happen to Daddy."

Jiang Si twisted the hand that was gripping Jiang Jiang's neck and saw a row of teeth marks on Jiang Jiang's neck, neat teeth marks. A cold smile appeared on her lips: "Jiang Jiang, you went from being twelve or thirteen years old to being four or five years old again. Do you want to go back to being twelve or thirteen years old?"

Jiang Jiang's tear-filled eyes suddenly lit up: "Mom...you..."

"So you've thought about it?" Jiang Si interrupted him. "You even want to be older, like seventeen or eighteen, or in your twenties."

"So, Jiangjiang, if you just tell me the truth, how much of my spiritual energy do you need to absorb for you to reach the age group you want to be?"

Jiangjiang's eyes darted around as she stared at Jiangsi, a secret joy in her voice: "Really? If I tell Mom, will she be willing to help me cultivate my spiritual power again and let me grow up?"

He was only able to grow up thanks to her spiritual power; otherwise, he would have remained only as a four or five-year-old. A flawed, failed product, wanting to grow up—is it to see the outside world, or to replace her?

It must be said that, like all the defective products before him, he had ideals. Their ideal was to devour the original, become the original, replace the original, and possess everything that the original possessed.

“I don’t want you to grow up.” Jiang Si’s hand gripped his neck, staring at the neat row of teeth marks on his neck where Shu Xubai had bitten him. “Your father likes you this way and wants you to stay this way, so stay this way.”

"Don't go against your father's wishes, otherwise what's the point of him creating you?"

A fleeting shadow of gloom crossed Jiangjiang's face, but she quickly broke into a smile, her expression innocent and naive: "Mommy, if I stay the way I am now and never grow up, then I won't be able to hug you or Daddy."

"Mom, how about you let me grow up and stay by your side instead of going with Dad? Okay? Please?"

He started acting cute and affectionate with her?

Stay by her side?

Let him grow up?

With a face that's eight or nine parts similar to hers, would it be easier to find an opportunity, wait for the right moment, kill her, and properly replace everything she has?

"Oh no!" Jiang Si grabbed his neck and squeezed hard, smashing his head through the dented wall, creating a hole. Her eyes were dark as she said, "Jiang Jiang, you've only lived for three thousand years. How many years have I lived? Do you think your little tricks can fool me?"

Jiangjiang stubbornly denied it, her eyes filled with tears: "Mom, I just want to stay by your side. No matter if I grow up or not, I want to be with you."

"You are my mother, the star I look up to, the one who touches my heart. I stay by your side like a fish loves water and a bird loves freedom."

"Fine!" Jiang Si grabbed his neck, pulled him off the wall, and slammed his head onto the hard floor. She said coldly and ruthlessly, "You want to stay by my side? Fine, I'll kill you, cremate you, put you in a jar, and place the jar with you by my bedside. Then you can stay by my side forever. What do you want?"

"Mother…"

"Bang, bang... bang..."

one time.

Two!

Three times.

Ginger shreds smashed Jiangjiang's head, cracking the ground.

Jiang Jiang's face was covered in blood. The fear of death made him beg for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, Mom, I will never do it again, I will never do it again. I will go back to the Fourth Civilization with Dad and never disturb your happy life with Marshal Agares again."

Hearing his pleas for mercy, Jiang Si grabbed him and pulled him up, meeting his gaze with a strange light in her eyes: "For everyone's safety, your superpowers and mental strength now belong to me."

Jiang Jiang gasped, fear, dread, and resentment swirling in her eyes as she pleaded desperately, "No, no! I'll be good, I'll be good, Mom, please don't devour my spiritual power!"