Ye Ling would definitely not allow his child to be a wastrel who only causes trouble under his name; if that were to happen, he would not hesitate to smash his fist into his face.
Even Mu Lang could not be a coward; he was Ye Ling's offspring, destined to be extraordinary.
Shen Yuexin sighed, "As a mother, I too wish to see my child excel. Perhaps when the child is born and able to make its own decisions, I won't interfere with their choices."
Shen Yuexin's womb carried a girl, and she understood why countless parents hoped for their sons to become dragons and their daughters to become phoenixes.
This world doesn't need any weak people; this world is very realistic, where the strong are always respected, and heroes are usually just memorialized.
Because the strong are alive, while the heroes are all dead, their stories like the setting sun, leaving behind only the most brilliant afterglow.
