Ao Fan looked straight at the Dragon Emperor, not a single colour in those eyes, as if all the feelings in them had been lost with the Dragon Emperor's words.
He lowered his head, and the blood-red dragon horns on his forehead were even more conspicuously placed in front of the Dragon Emperor, causing the Dragon Emperor's eyes to shrink slightly, as if that pair of horns were even more piercing than the sunlight to the Dragon Emperor.
"If you despise me no matter what, why did you give birth to me?" Ao Fan sank his voice and said.
"Fan-er." Hearing Ao Fan say that, Fang Xue couldn't help but call out softly.
"Mother, don't say anything." Ao Fan shook his head and said slightly self-deprecatingly, "I know that in this family, I am superfluous and dispensable."
After saying that, he fiercely stood up and flung his sleeves to leave.
"Fan'er, Fan'er!"
"Brother!"
In the back, Fang Xue and Little Ling'er kept shouting at him, but he was unable to stop.
"What are you all shouting for, let him go, this Emperor would even have such a sinful son." The Dragon Emperor's voice travelled out of the Jade Cuisine Hall, scattering far and wide.
Ao Fan's misfortune was that he was born in the royal family!
If he had just been born into an ordinary dragon family, he wouldn't have had so many twists and turns, but would have been able to live a peaceful and calm life. But instead, he was born into the royal family, and was still born as a lower-ranked divine beast, the Red Dragon, and was destined to have an impassive path in the future.
Leaving the Jade Cuisine Hall full of sadness, Ao Fan walked into a random corridor under the dark night, walking aimlessly.
He did not bother to appreciate the scenery along the way. He was immersed in his own mind, feeling incomparably lonely and lonesome.
Ever since he was young, he had no other dragons who were willing to be his companion due to his status as a red dragon and being born into the royal family. Those with a high status looked down on his red dragon bloodline; those with a low status would not befriend him because of his status.
From the beginning to the end, apart from Little Ling'er who was still attached to him, Fang Xue who was heartbroken, and Fang Han who occasionally took a look at him, there was no one else that he was familiar with. The Dragon Emperor was also like a stranger to him. The father and son who should have been close to each other were as separated by the ends of the earth, looking at each other without seeing each other.
"Bang!" A crashing sound suddenly rang out, like a bell ringing on a quiet night, that clear. Ao Fan instantly came back to his senses and looked forward.
It turned out that at some point, he had come to a corner place. On the other side of the corner, a servant girl was holding a pot of wine, and there was a plate on the ground under her feet that had just stopped shaking.
Obviously, this maidservant was walking with the pot of wine, and the direction she was walking in should also be the Jade Cuisine Hall. Only when she turned the corner, she collided with Ao Fan accidentally, the jug of wine nearly fell, and was held by her in time, but the chassis rolled to the ground.
Ao Fan did not care about the chassis on the ground, his eyes fell on the face of the servant girl, and saw that this is a rather beautiful woman, but also saw that this servant girl has no horns on her forehead, and has actually entered the Dao realm. Afterwards, he laughed bitterly in his heart that he was not even as good as a maidservant serving wine, and at the same time, his eyes fell on the wine pot that the maidservant was holding in her arms.
At this time, that maidservant also saw who the person who collided with her was, and her face immediately changed as she hurriedly said, "Your Majesty the Emperor."
Ao Fan did not say anything superfluous and pointed at the wine jug and said, "Is this sent to the Jade Cuisine Hall?"
"Yes, Your Imperial Majesty." The servant girl quickly replied.
Ao Fan suddenly smiled, and even though his face was slightly childish, that smile contained a sadness that was hard to find even in mature people. He said bluntly, "Give it to me directly, there's no need to send it to the Jade Cuisine Hall."
How could that servant girl dare to disobey Ao Fan's words, the wine pot reached Ao Fan's hands in the next moment.
He raised the wine pot and took a big sip, the flavour with a little sweetness made him forget about external objects and immerse himself in the wine.
This was his first time drinking wine!
In the past, he had never drank wine at all, nor did he know the taste of wine. But at this moment, he understood in his heart that he had fallen in love with wine.
Ao Fan didn't bother with the maidservant anymore and continued walking aimlessly along the corridor.
It was only until his figure disappeared into the darkness that that servant girl dared to move, picking up the chassis that had fallen on the ground and running towards the Jade Cuisine Hall.
"You're just a red dragon, a lower order divine beast red dragon ..."
Involuntarily, Ao Fan once again remembered these words, and immediately felt as if he had been swept by a knife and awn in his heart, stabbing pain, the sensation was that strong.
He could only keep pouring wine into his mouth, seemingly wanting to drink all the wine in the jug. But this wine pot, but also is not ordinary things, it was cultivation profound people made out, which actually has the effect of the sea of rivers. Although the fact was not as amazing as that, it was obvious that the volume of the wine pot could not be used to measure the wine in the pot.
Ao Fan understood this, so he kept drinking, hoping to intoxicate himself with it.
At some point, the sky gradually dawned white, and instead of endless blackness around him, there was a bit of light that illuminated that single red figure.
At the same time, the dark clouds in the sky rolled in, and a rare rain in the Dragon Domain fell.
At that moment, Ao Fan was simply unable to dodge, nor did he make a move to dodge, and was instantly drenched in his clothes. The ice-cold rainwater penetrated through his clothes, making his skin incomparably cold, just as within his skin, that same cold heart.
Stimulated by this coldness, his mind, which was somewhat drunk from drinking alcohol, cleared up again. Looking at the vast rain, he suddenly let out a loud laugh, I do not know what he was laughing at, whether he was laughing at himself, or laughing at others. His laughter travelled far and wide, not even the huge sound of the rain could cover it.
"Why? Why did the heavens treat me so unfairly, who did I offend that I ended up like this." The hand that Ao Fan didn't have that wine pot clenched into a fist and fiercely blasted it towards the land, a small hole appeared.
The words of the Dragon Emperor were in his mind, and he could not forget them no matter what. He wanted to borrow the drunkenness of wine to forget, but even the wine in his hand, however, could not help him, who else could come to his aid?
He raised his head and looked up at the sky, with a stubbornness in his gaze that would never give in. As if that distant sky, he will eventually soar, that vast world, he will be able to step out.
Unfortunately, that ten thousand lofty sentiments, at this moment, even if given to him, also has no effect. Everything was based on strength.
Perhaps he would be able to have great strength in the future, but at this time he didn't have it, he only had a body that was much stronger than an ordinary person due to being a Divine Beast. His cultivation had only just embarked on his journey, and a random person from the first level of the Mortal Realm would be able to defeat him.
Suddenly, he realised that his surroundings were déjà vu, and he couldn't help but think back carefully. That barren mountain, it was raining heavily, and there was a bamboo forest beside the circumference, swaying with the wind.
Ao Fan suddenly shivered, not because of the cold, but he recognised where this place was.
He vaguely remembered that when he was young and ignorant, he and Xiao Ling'er had something happen here. Every time he thought of it, he felt a little guilty in his heart, feeling how he couldn't make up for it.
He was drenched in heavy rain and simply sat on the ground like this, drinking one mouthful after another, the wine constantly slipping from the corners of his mouth and mixing with the rain, falling on the ground and also on him.