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On that day, Xia Yangyang had eaten her fill and was enjoying the last few days of peace in this world.
A heavy punch suddenly struck the side of her face, and Victor was nearly driven mad by her appearance, wishing he could smash open her skull to see what was inside.
"Are you determined to wear yourself out?"
Xia Yangyang curled up in the corner of the bed, looking pitiful. Perhaps she realized that this act of playing the victim was particularly effective, so she kept doing it over and over.
Victor saw his own reflection in her eyes and realized just how frightening his expression must be at that moment.
He covered his face, his fingers gradually sliding down until they hung limply at his sides. He shifted from aggression to submission, lowering himself to be level with the bed, as if revealing his last card, almost pleading: "Tell me, what about Ian?"
Xia Yangyang's drooping eyelashes trembled as she glanced away, seemingly unwilling to answer the question.
But Victor wouldn't let her evade.
"You keep saying you love him, yet you aren't considering him at all. This is how you love him—by abandoning him twice."
Ian was a sore spot she had been desperately avoiding, a tangled mess laid out before her.
So she simply closed her eyes and responded with words that would earn her a slap if she heard them: "I’m sorry for him, but he will understand me in the future."
Victor cupped her face in his hands, their faces close together.
"Yangyang, if you don’t say anything, who will understand you? That’s a heart we’re talking about, not something else. You want to escape the ocean, escape me, take Ian away, or perhaps seek peace on land and sea. But the prerequisite is that you have to stay alive, right?"
Highly intelligent marine creatures pursue lifelong monogamy; when one partner dies, the other either follows suit or remains alone for life.
Especially someone like Victor, with an ancient bloodline and a strong possessiveness, speaking such words was akin to tearing his own heart apart and reshaping it into mud.
The more he spoke, the hoarser his throat became. "Even if it's not for me, for Ian's sake, don't so easily demean yourself. Without life, everything is lost."
Under Victor's hopeful gaze, Xia Yangyang's face showed signs of struggle.
The two were deeply entangled in their emotions, neither noticing the few young Tentacles that had been stagnant for quite some time outside the narrow gap of the tightly shut door.
Inside the Jellyfish Garden, Ian was crying loudly.
A soft, gentle female voice suddenly rang out, "Let me see which little one is secretly shedding tears here?"
Caught in an embarrassing moment, Ian jumped in surprise and looked around, finally spotting a metallic silver Clownfish.
Ian ground his sharp teeth, trying to intimidate the Clownfish as a predator: "Who are you? I'm not sneaking around; I'm here openly."
The Clownfish wore a blank expression, but the laughter that followed was quite cheerful. "You don't need to know who I am, but I know your mother is going to die."
Ian's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're lying! My mom won't—she can't!"
The Clownfish dodged while leading him away from the palace. "What a lively child you are! Don't you want to know what will happen to your mother?"
"I don't want to hear from you! My mom will tell me herself."
Still kept in the dark, how pitiful.
"Heh, if you don't listen to me, you'll have to wait for her corpse to tell you," Clownfish said before leaving.
Ian's heart skipped a beat as he immediately wrapped Tentacle around him. "Speak up! If you don't, I'll strangle you."
Clownfish finally achieved his goal, elongating his words with a smirk. "It's you, you stole your mother's heart!"
A few days later, Xia Yangyang suddenly felt a violent shaking while lying in bed.
A Mermaid Maid swam in frantically. "This is too dangerous! I’ll take you to the open area in the Front Hall."
Xia Yangyang felt weak and disoriented from the jolting. When they reached the Front Hall, the tremors finally began to subside.
"What happened? Was there an earthquake in the ocean?"
The Mermaid Maid looked terrified. "It seems so; it’s been a long time since there was such a strong quake underwater."
Xia Yangyang suddenly remembered something and scanned the crowd of mermaids. When she didn’t spot him on her first sweep, a wave of unease washed over her.
She grabbed the arm of the maid beside her, her voice shaky. "Where's Ian? Why haven't I seen him come out?"
The maid, just having escaped danger, took a moment to process. "Don’t worry, Young Ocean Sovereign has other maids with him; he must have gone somewhere safer."
Xia Yangyang nodded, leaning anxiously against a low pillar, her mind swirling with chaos.
Where had Victor gone? Was he still busy dealing with Black Witch? Did he know about this earthquake? Ian wouldn’t be in trouble, would he?
She hadn't seen Ian in a long time, not since she had awakened.
"The Sovereign has returned."
It was unclear who shouted first.
In an instant, countless gazes turned toward the broad and upright figure, as if the ocean of suffering and despair among the disaster victims had been infused with new life.
But as they focused, every eye trembled in shock.
Could it be... could the recent tremor be... Victor's exposed skin looked as if it had been scorched by fire, still emitting wisps of black smoke, and pain caused him to stagger.
Blood flowed from his chest, and behind him was the restrained Black Witch.
The Black Witch's expression was grim, her hands bound in shackles stained with blood.
If she wished, no one could find her.
Yet today she had come out willingly, for there were matters more urgent than the promises made to that human woman.
This made her even regretful; why hadn't she changed her heart back sooner?
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