Qianyuan was locked back in the incubation chamber.
He could only cooperate with others in experiments, watching his blood being drawn and his scales being opened.
He would sometimes ask Mr. Luo how Fu Buyan was doing.
Mr. Luo would just laugh and say, "Don't worry, he's lucky and won't die so easily."
One evening, Mr. Luo took him out of the culture tank, dressed him in a gorgeous dress, and straightened his skirt.
He said to Qianyuan:
"Tonight, create dreams for the guests, and you will be able to meet Fu Buyan."
Qianyuan could only be pushed up, and under the blatant and greedy gazes of countless people, she sang with the voice of a mermaid.
Everyone was engulfed in endless pleasure, their bodies collapsing uncontrollably to the ground. They no longer cared about maintaining their facade of nobility, instead lying ugly on the ground like a pile of rotting flesh.
Qian Yuan, sitting high in the holy light, was indifferent and holy, looking down at them like a god who ruled over them.
They prayed to God to grant them a beautiful dream from which they would never awaken.
Qianyuan looked at the countless hands outstretched towards him in supplication, and for the first time, his eyes were filled with icy coldness.
Qianyuan didn't want to destroy their souls so directly...
but……
Before Qianyuan could strike, someone covered her eyes.
A familiar chirping sound blended into Qianyuan's song.
Powerful, resolute, and not to be ignored.
He steadily supported Qianyuan, relieving her of her heavy burden.
The little guy is going to drop pearls again.
He listened to the familiar chirping and found the tunnel of his memories.
This is the lullaby that Dad sings to Yumiao every night.
It was the childhood that accompanied Yu Miaomiao as she grew up.
It was his father who came to protect him.
Osiris had grown a bit, but was still a tiny cub in his arms, which he wrapped around himself, blocking his view and covering his ears.
Then, without hesitation, he took matters into his own hands and cut away bit by bit these scum who dared to harm his treasures and had once harmed his own kind.
Turn them into mud that even animals would despise.
Osiris and his people went on a killing spree.
They massacred Mr. Luo's entire manor, killing every single creature without mercy!
To dare harm their unborn king, to harm the precious fry that the merfolk cherish so dearly, is tantamount to dancing in the burial ground of the merfolk, challenging the merfolk's bottom line of madness!
Mr. Luo didn't even have a chance to speak before Osiris cut off his tongue.
He learned from Shi Wuyai that the mastermind here was Mr. Luo, and the human who passed on the information to them had also mentioned the various crimes this guy had committed against his precious child.
Mr. Luo watched as Osiris approached like a demon, one hand still holding Qianyuan tightly as if hugging a child, while the other hand was like a demon, dripping with the blood of countless people.
Mr. Luo stammered, struggling to speak: "Huh...you raised him? You don't have a tail...you're not a mermaid, aren't you just keeping a precious treasure for your own desires? You look like a human, but do you dare let him see what you look like now?..."
Osiris didn't waste any words with him, and directly pried open his mouth, tearing off the remaining part of his tongue.
Osiris said in a flat tone, "Oh, sorry, it's been too long since I've hunted humans, my skills have become a bit rusty."
Then, he broke Mr. Luo's bones little by little, listening to his endless hoarse wails.
"Sigh... I wanted to see if your heart was black, but it seems that no matter how I look, you don't have a heart at all."
"It was probably eaten by a dog."
"Don't worry, I'll put you inside the dog's belly right now and let you find it yourself."
Qianyuan hasn't heard any sounds from the outside world for a long time.
His thoughts were in disarray. Osiris's appearance had reminded him of everything. He was no longer the pitiful little guy who could only silently endure being bullied by others, but a precious child with his father and people backing him up.
Dad will hug him and chase away all the bad guys behind him.
There are no omnipotent gods in this world, but gods created family members, and created fathers.
A father is his child's guardian angel.
He can grow up with peace of mind and do whatever he wants freely, while his father, who is even taller than him, will always stand behind him, sheltering him from the wind and rain.
He can now rest in peace.
But Qianyuan just nestled obediently in her father's arms for a while.
He still can't let go of Fu Buyan.
Osiris felt the little one struggling in his arms and thought it was because he was too strong and making Qianyuan uncomfortable.
So Osiris quickly knelt down so that Qianyuan could sit on his lap, her feet off the ground and not stained with the blood.
"What's wrong? Are you scared? Or am I holding you uncomfortable?"
Osiris assumed Qianyuan was suffering from amnesia and had been so frightened that he didn't know if she was physically injured. Therefore, he treated Qianyuan with extreme care, as if she were a snowman about to melt.
"Where does it hurt? Tell Daddy...tell me, okay?"
"Honey, I'm sorry, it's my fault for finding you so late. I'm too late."
When Qianyuan saw Osiris comforting him so gently, he wanted to cry.
In front of Osiris, Chiyori will always be just a child.
He nestled into his father's arms, and the pearls fell, filling Osiris's embrace:
"Daddy... Waaaaah, Daddy..."
Osiris was taken aback and hugged Qianyuan tightly again.
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