"Rest assured. I have nothing to do with you at all!"
From the young man's round eyes that had turned yellow, tears that were emitting vague gold brilliance flowed out. He lost control of himself and shouted, "You are not my mother, and I am not your son. If possible, I would rather mince myself into pieces and return all the genes back to you!"
"Very good. If you can always remember your identity and your declaration, we will get along with each other much easier."
The queen said coldly, "I will not kill you… for now, but I will not allow such a giant bomb that carries my genes to run loose outside either. You have to stay by my side under my close watch, and you are not to say or do anything without my permission.