Realm of the Night God

"Let's go, we need to leave here quickly. Lecheng can't stay any longer!"

Inside the room, on a large bed, a woman with an anxious expression urged the man beside her.

This woman was none other than Zhong Siyu's mother.

Ten years had passed, but time had left only minimal traces on her face. This was not only due to her good maintenance but also because of her naturally delicate and age-defying features.

Of course, she wasn't very old herself; even after a decade, she was only twenty-seven.

Lying beside the woman was a man, shirtless, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. Despite the woman's urgent plea, he paid little attention and even displayed a contemptuous expression on his face.

The man wasn't much older, appearing to be around twenty-four or twenty-five, a bit younger than the woman.

"What are you afraid of? I'm here, not like those other guys you've dealt with. Do you think I'm just another weakling?" The man glanced at the woman, lit his cigarette, took a satisfied puff, and then spoke disdainfully.

The woman's expression changed, and she looked displeased. She retorted, "What are you talking about, other men?"

"Tsk! What are you pretending for? You could deceive that pile of bull dung at your home, but do you think you can fool me? Before marrying that pile of bull dung, you were entangled with several men at the same time. Do you think I don't know?" The man coldly smiled, revealing the past, and spoke.

The woman's face changed again. She hadn't expected the man to know about these things, especially bringing up these old matters at such a critical moment.

However, instead of admitting, the woman deliberately put on a stern face. "I don't know where you heard these things, but if you believe them, it's truly disappointing!"

"Disappointing?" The man sneered, bit the cigarette, took a deep drag, and then blew smoke towards the woman.

The woman frowned, looking uncomfortable. Although she used her hand to disperse some of the smoke, it still made her cough.

The man ignored the woman's reaction, clucked his tongue a few times, and continued, "Tsk tsk, quite the actress you are. Not only below but also above and even your heart can play its part. Admirable, truly admirable!"

"Cough! What nonsense are you spouting now! What time is it, and you're in the mood to play around!" The woman rebuked, her face showing a hint of grievance, and tears welled up in her big eyes, adding a touch of sadness to her acting.

The man chuckled, speaking, "Play? Speaking of playing, I'm far inferior to you. You loved to play before marriage, and even after marriage, you've become quite skillful at it. No need to continue pretending; I know besides me, you have several other men. Some time ago, I even had a fight with one of them, a clean-cut young guy much younger than me, probably seventeen or eighteen. He tried to fight me, but he's no match for me."

Hearing this, the woman's expression stiffened, and a flash of concern crossed her face.

"Are you worried about him?" The man asked with a smile.

This time, the woman remained silent, either because she couldn't conceal the truth or because she was genuinely worried about the man mentioned by the other. She chose to remain silent.

"You're quite a romantic one. Before marrying that pile of bull dung and even after, you seem to have a fondness for fresh faces. When you approached me back then, I was quite young too. Why, now that I'm twenty-four, do you find me too old?" The man sneered.

"I never said you were too old. It's been so many years; when have I ever found you too old? Am I not good enough to you? Your house, your car, your monthly allowance—all given by me. If I found you inadequate, would I do all this? Moreover, those people you mentioned may be close to me in daily life, but they are just my younger brothers. What nonsense about white-faced men and fresh faces? Am I really that despicable in your eyes?" The woman's emotions suddenly became agitated, her voice getting louder, and tears the size of peas rolled directly from her eyes, making her appear pitiful.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The man, still with a cigarette in his mouth, sarcastically applauded, then took one final deep drag on the cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and looked at the woman with a smile.

"You don't need to get worked up, and there's no need to lie to me. Do you know why? Because I have confidence in myself. They are not my rivals; they can't compare to me at all. My strength is evident, and I can truly satisfy you, unlike them. That's why they've been replaced by you repeatedly, but I'm still here."

"I..."

The woman wanted to say something, but the man pounced on her like a hungry wolf, pressing her onto the bed.

The woman's body went limp, completely forgetting that she should be urging the man to leave at this moment. Instead, she wriggled on the bed, letting the man manipulate her.

The saying about being obsessed with lust was not false at all. Regardless of gender, once one falls into the trap of desire, facing consequences is just a matter of time.

After a passionate encounter, both of them lay on the bed with satisfied expressions. The man lit another cigarette, but the woman suddenly remembered something, and the contentment on her face disappeared. She urged the man again.

"Listen to me, let's leave here first. I feel uneasy at the moment, as if something big is about to happen."

The man disdainfully snorted, with a cigarette in his mouth, mumbled, "What are you afraid of? Your husband at home loves you so much. As long as you act naturally, he will forgive you. Moreover, he might even give me a large sum of New Genesis Coin to leave you when the time comes."

The woman's face changed slightly. In the past, she was confident in deceiving her husband, but this time, she felt uneasy.

Apart from that, she heard another layer of meaning in the man's words. Was her bedside partner pursuing money? If her husband really produced a large sum of New Genesis Coin, would this man really choose to leave her?

Seeing the woman silent, the man took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile, "Hehe, if we really leave like this, how can I face people in the future? Our brothers on the streets might think I'm afraid of your husband's bull dung. Besides, you're not concerned about your daughter anymore? Are you willing to abandon her?"

"If I lose my daughter, I can have another one. A master leads the way, but personal cultivation depends on the individual. I gave her life, brought her into this world. How she lives is her own business. What does it have to do with me? Can I protect her for a lifetime? Besides, she's living a more comfortable life in the Zhong family than me. Why should I worry about her?" The woman's shocking words, as a mother, not only lacked a sense of guilt but also seemed justified.

The man laughed heartily and said, "You make sense. Each generation has its own blessings. You gave her life, brought her into this flashy world. She should be grateful to you. If everything is considered for her, do I still need to live? "

If two people have different values, it's challenging to stay together. However, if they share similar perspectives, they can easily resonate. This dialogue between the two, which seems unbelievable to most people, is considered the truth in their eyes.

The woman agreed, nodding her head, and said, "Life is short. If you don't go crazy, you'll get old. I don't want to ruin my life's happiness because of a child. When I gave birth to her, it was just to divert his attention, not to burden myself with another responsibility."

The man took another puff of his cigarette and chuckled, "That's true, but have you ever thought about one thing? If you really leave the Zhong family, what will we do about our expenses in the future? Money is indispensable for survival in this world. I'm a man; if I don't have money, others will laugh at me as a loser. Besides, you know I need money for gambling. If I don't have any money, how am I going to gamble in the future? On credit?"

The woman seemed to have considered this long ago. The triumph in her heart pushed away her anxiety and dissatisfaction with the man. She sweetly smiled and said, "Rest assured, I've thought about this. Over the years, I've managed to get a considerable amount of money from him. This money is enough for us to splurge for the rest of our lives."

The man's expression brightened, his eyes shining. He took the cigarette from his mouth and hugged the woman, kissing her several times.

"My darling! Well done!" The man laughed heartily, extremely excited.

"Hehe, kidding. I'm not a public bus. Not everyone can hop on whenever they want. I've been married to him for eleven years. Although I only sleep with him a few times each year, I still invest time and effort. Shouldn't he pay for my youth? "

As the conversation reached this point, the door was suddenly kicked open by someone, catching the two in the midst of their joy.