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Ian shook his head frantically. "I don't want to, Father. I already know I was wrong. Please, take me away!"
Victor reached out to pick up Ian, but was met with a sharp glare from Xia Yangyang.
"Victor, don't you need to take care of your injury?" Her voice was icy.
She felt that Victor seemed unable to recognize his current identity, truly believing she was still the person from three years ago who would let him command her.
"Enough. He's just a child; it's normal for him to be unable to control his behavior. I don't need you to educate him for me."
Xia Yangyang stood her ground. "Does he even resemble a child at all? Spoiling him is not love; you can't teach him properly."
"He is my child. How I choose to teach him is none of your business."
Xia Yangyang's eyes reddened. "He is also my child."
Ian's wailing abruptly stopped as he stared blankly at this stern and unfeeling human, wondering if she was really his mother.
A tear fell from Xia Yangyang's eye as she turned away from Victor. "Unless you kill me, I will take care of this child today. I cannot watch him become a monster that would eat his father's flesh."
Ian felt timid, overwhelmed by three years of endless longing for his mother.
His cries finally transformed into the normal sobs of a child, choking back tears in a tender manner.
Why does she have the right to control him? For the past three years, she has never been there whenever he needed her; she cannot and does not have the qualifications to discipline him.
Using the system's mother-child connection skill, Xia Yangyang read Ian's thoughts word for word, feeling as if her heart was being sliced by a dull knife.
Once he had completely calmed down, Xia Yangyang spoke up: "Do you still want to attack others and shout?"
Ian looked at Xia Yangyang with misty eyes and replied, "No, I don't."
At that moment, he appeared obedient and endearing, a stark contrast to the little monster he had been before.
"I'm going to let go of you now. Can you refrain from shouting and hitting anyone?" Ian subtly nodded.
As agreed, Xia Yangyang released one of her hands, smiled at him, and patted the space beside her.
"Sit here." Ian imitated Xia Yangyang's cross-legged position and intertwined his tentacles accordingly.
Xia Yangyang softened her tone: "From now on, you cannot bite your father anymore, nor can you attack anyone. That is wrong. If you have needs that are not met, you can tell your father with your words. Do you understand?"
Ian looked confused and innocent for a moment before nodding.
"Good."
How could she get this little demon to agree so easily? What exactly is this human's background? The attendant's eyes widened in disbelief.
Xia Yangyang slowly unfolded a gentle smile and said, "A good child is one who can recognize their mistakes and correct them. Go apologize to your father and the Sister Mermaids."
Ian took small steps towards Victor and said, "I'm sorry."
Victor looked down from his height, a strange feeling rising in his heart. Is this really his son?
He opened his mouth, but just as the words were about to come out, he saw the little guy turn around and apologize to the Sister Mermaids who had been taking care of him: "I'm sorry."
The mermaids were so startled that they nearly lost their composure, laughing nervously while enthusiastically shaking their heads and waving their hands.
Little Ian stood there feeling a bit lost. Victor pulled him into his arms and turned to walk out of the hall.
Ian secretly glanced at Xia Yangyang, who happened to meet his big eyes. She tilted her head slightly and broke into a smile.
Ian's little face flushed bright red, and he immediately buried it in his father's embrace, seemingly very regretful: "I'm sorry, Father. I shouldn't have bitten you."
Victor frowned slightly. "Ian, you are the son of a king; there is no option for an apology. You are just too young. Anyone with strength like yours might accidentally hurt others, but that is not your fault."
Xia Yangyang silently criticized the situation—couldn't they teach the child something better? With this kind of educational philosophy, he deserved whatever happened to him.
Meanwhile, the system coldly spoke up: "Don't forget why you are here. Right now, Ian's birth progress is stuck at 99%. You must find a way to replace the Heart of the Ocean and give him an independent heart; otherwise, you will never be able to leave this world."
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