Jiang Tang wiped away her tears, turned around to look at Jiang Jiang behind her, her expression changed, and her voice turned cold: "Little Jiang Jiang, I don't need you to remind me. Mommy is smarter than you and me. Even Daddy is no match for her. Of course I know that you and I are like two jumping monkeys in front of her."

Jiang Jiang's dark eyes were gloomy as she ground her teeth: "So you knew all along. It seems... you're not very satisfied with her as your mother either?"

Jiang Tang walked over to Jiang Jiang: "Oh, you said I'm not satisfied with her? How did you get that idea?"

Jiang Jiang sowed discord, saying, "Is there even a need to look? You are her daughter, and I am her son. She wants us to go to the Fourth Civilization and stay there, but she won't let us stay by her side."

"What parent wants to be separated from their child? How can you be satisfied with how she treats you?"

Jiang Tang walked up to Jiang Jiang, squatted down, reached out and grabbed Jiang Jiang's face, forcing a smile, and said, "Little Jiang Jiang, Mommy's not here, which means the audience isn't here, so stop being a green tea b*tch."

Jiang Jiang's face was pulled, and she innocently said, "I'm not a green tea bitch, I'm telling the truth."

"Mom's new husband, our new dad, is Prince Marshal Agares of the Troia Empire. He has no fertility value, which means he has no children."

“She has no children, so we should both stay with her. She should let us stay with her, but she doesn’t. She just doesn’t like us. How can you be satisfied with her if she dislikes us so much?”

Jiang Tang loosened her grip on his face and chopped down, striking Jiang Jiang's neck with her palm.

With a loud clang.

Jiang Jiang was slammed onto the hard spaceship deck.

Jiang Tang knelt down on one knee, grabbed Jiang Jiang's neck with her other hand, and pressed him to the floor, looking down at him: "Little Jiang Jiang, are you still a baby? Do you want to find your mother?"

Jiang Jiang's neck was being choked, her hands gripping Jiang Tang's. She tore off her disguise, her eyes devoid of any warmth, only filled with a manic and sinister rage: "Whether I wean her or not, she's still my mother. What's wrong with me wanting to stay by her side?"

“What’s wrong with wanting her attention? It’s instinct, it’s a child’s natural desire for their mother. You don’t have it yourself, so you can’t allow me to not have it…”

"Smack!"

Jiang Tang grabbed his neck with one hand and slapped him across the face with the other, cursing, "You dog, what kind of nature do you have? You're a 3,000-year-old zombie, what kind of nature do you have!"

Jiang Jiang's face was turned to the side after being slapped, and she angrily said, "How come I don't have any natural instincts?"

Jiang Tang scoffed dismissively: "Yes, you have a nature, but not towards your mother, but towards living people, and towards the fingers you like to eat."

"Besides these, I don't know what other nature you have. Oh... I forgot... you also have the nature to stab me in the back, to stab me in the chest with a magic weapon soaked in garlic water!"

Jiang Jiang was taken aback, her voice weakening: "I don't know what you're talking about?"

"Smack!"

Jiang Tang slapped him again: "Say it again, don't you know what I'm saying?"

Jiang Jiang: "I really don't know what you're talking about..."

"Smack!"

Jiang Tang slapped him again: "Say it again, don't you know what I'm saying?"

"I…"

"Smack!"

"Ginger Candy, you don't actually think I can't beat you, do you?" Jiang Jiang's face was swollen from the slap, and she growled at Ginger Candy, "Yes... I used a magic weapon soaked in garlic water to stab you in the chest, so what?"

"Slap!" Jiang Tang slapped him across the face again: "It's nothing. I'm just giving you some face in front of Mom, but that doesn't mean I've forgotten that you stabbed me in the back."

"I don't understand. I've always thought I've treated you well. Dad doesn't like me because I don't look like Mom, but he likes you. Why can't you accept me?"

Jiang Jiang gritted her teeth and pried Jiang Tang's hands off his neck, her eyes gradually turning bloodshot: "Sister, it's not that I can't tolerate you, I'm just following the rules of the game."

"Dad told you and me that experimental subjects like us, who are caught in killing and fighting, do not deserve family affection, let alone brothers and sisters."

“Killing you, not tolerating you, that’s the rule of the game. I follow the rules of the game, which means not going against my father’s principles.”

“Look…that’s how Dad and Mom got through it, killing each other and then being separated for over 3,000 years. But now that they’ve met, aren’t they still as close as ever?”

Jiang Tang shook her hand and chuckled disdainfully, saying, "Little Jiang Jiang, you think you can compare to your parents? You disgust me."

Jiangjiang glared at him angrily: "You think I disgust you? What have I done to disgust you? That's how Mom and Dad grew up, so I'm treating you like this. I'm not wrong!"

Jiang Tang pulled out the willow stick that Jiang Si had given her from her spatial storage and swung it at Jiang Jiang: "Who told you that your parents are like this? Dad always said that when you fight, you should fight fair and square and let the other person die. That's true strength."

"And you... stole all the blood from my space, stabbed me in the back, imprisoned me in a stone coffin, had someone bury me on a desolate planet, suppressed me with a silver cross, and sealed my coffin with seven star nails. Is this what you call the rules of the game?"

As the willow branch lashed out, Jiang Jiang nimbly dodged: "The victor is king, the loser is villain. You're outmatched, so who can you blame?"

Ginger Candy gripped the willow branch tightly and charged straight at him: "I'm not as skilled as you, what the hell are you hiding for? Come at me!"

The spiritual power of the willow stick's wind-breaking force was almost on par with Jiang Jiang's.

Jiang Jiang couldn't dodge in time, grabbed the willow stick, her red eyes darted around, and she shouted loudly, "Sister, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have stabbed you in the back, please forgive me, I will never dare to do it again."

Jiang Tang was taken aback.

Jiang Jiang's eyes flashed, and she forcefully pulled on the willow branch, her body springing up, and her foot, clad in a small leather shoe, kicked Jiang Tang in the chest.

Jiang Tang was kicked backwards repeatedly. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Jiang used her devouring spiritual power to envelop Jiang Tang. After landing, she kicked Jiang Tang's knee with her back foot.

Jiang Tang was in pain and fell down with a thud.

Jiang Jiang turned around and stepped on Jiang Tang's chest, holding a large sniper rifle with the muzzle pointed at Jiang Tang's forehead. She sneered, "Sister, you said it wasn't fair enough for me to stab you in the back. This time, it's fair enough!"