"Chengcheng, Chengcheng, how could this happen? How could it be like this?" Xue Lan exclaimed in shock.
"It must be you... it's you... you're the one behind all this. Where is my Chengcheng? Return my Chengcheng to me..." Xue Lan raised his head and stared at Mo Jiuli, shouting.
"Hehe, I told you already that I'm your son's life-saving benefactor! That light ball is mine, and only by being inside that light ball can your son remain safe and sound. I clearly did this for his benefit, yet you crushed it, releasing him and leaving him with the fate of soul dispersal. Tsk, tsk, you are quite heartless as a father! Even if he is an illegitimate child, you shouldn't be that ruthless, right?" Mo Jiuli shook his head and sighed.