Hu Jiuling stared at the Ghost King, enunciating each word: "I said, you are lying!"
The Ghost King, seeing his anger, displayed a look of enjoyment: "Whether I am lying, you should know yourself. Although you were young then, you should have memories of being with your parents, right?"
"Wasn't your mother bedridden for years? Didn't she need your father to heal her alone from time to time? And each time after healing, didn't she look even worse?"
"Hu Jiuling, having a Poison Body is a crime, and cleansing this crime requires a price."
"Your father defied the heavens to change fate, sparing no expense to let your mother live like a normal member of the Demon Clan. Didn't he think, what if he couldn't control this Poison Body? Would it not also cause disaster?"
"So, your parents were equally selfish and despicable. How are they any different from me?"
The smile on the Ghost King's lips grew deeper and deeper.
