I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

After the dance, Su Tang lay back on the bed. Chris lifted the quilt and held her in his arms.

He sniffed the top of Su Tang's head. It was his favorite smell, the same fragrance as his own.

Su Tang struggled twice, and the precarious laces fell off. Chris approached her almost half-naked, and the warm touch penetrated her skin through the thin nightgown.

"Don't leave me, okay?"

A big hand covered her thigh. Su Tang shuddered and wanted to kick him away. "That's enough. Don't you think of me as your mother?"

Christon found it funny, with an almost crazy smile on his face, "Which mother would lie in her son's bed?"

Su Tang's chest heaved as he stared at him fiercely, like a wild beast defending its territory to the death.

"You and her... are not alike at all." Chris' smile faded, his face dark as the abyss, and his big hands quickly clamped Su Tang's hands, pressing them tightly on the bed.

"You are the gift she left me, you can't leave me! Unless I die!" The purple eyes glowed red, which was the result of the spreading bloodshot.

Su Tang finally understood that this man was not only a mother-loving maniac, but also a lunatic!

He was talking to you tenderly one second, and then suddenly changed his face and played some dark tricks the next second?

She still needs Chris now, so she naturally can't turn against him.

"I won't leave you! I promise, I promise to the Beast God! I won't leave you, Chris, let me go, okay?" Su Tang tried her best to make her tone sound gentle, even though she was about to explode with anger.

After hearing Su Tang's words, Chris loosened his grip a little, and his expression was not as ugly as before.

"Aren't you lying to me?"

"Of course not! I, Su Tang, swear to the Eternal Light that I will never leave Chris. If I break my promise, I will... be in trouble..." Before she could finish the last word, Chris covered her mouth. The fact that she dared to swear such a solemn oath to the Beast God had already proved the credibility of her words.

"No need, I believe you." Chris smiled again, and his expression changed so quickly that it was amazing.

Su Tang dared to swear like this because she was fearless. Cedric had mentioned to her vaguely that the original creator, who was also the only god, had long since fallen. It turned out that people believed in the light and dark sides of God.

People now believe in two different gods, namely the god of light who controls light, and the god of darkness who controls darkness.

Will it be useful for her, a believer of the Dark God, to swear an oath to the God of Light?

Of course it's useless. Even if she makes the most vicious oath, it will have no effect or restraint on her.

"Don't leave me, I will give you everything I have."

Su Tang snorted in his heart, but I don’t need it!

Now she was a little hesitant, wondering whether she should change her strategy. What kind of information could she get from this madman?

How about taking a chance and seducing Clorin?

As soon as this idea flashed through her mind, Su Tang immediately rejected it. No, no, it was too dangerous. Krollin was not someone who would stop after a few words of coaxing like Chris. If she went into battle with real guns and real bullets, wouldn't she be doomed?

After getting a satisfactory answer, Chris leaned on Su Tang's chest and rubbed her soft chest. The woman who had tasted meat tried hard to hold back her impulse. She was about to cry. None of the men here could touch her!

"Can you tell me a bedtime story?" Chris said in a hoarse voice, pretending to be young without any sense of incongruity.

Every time he spoke to his mother like this, his mother would pick him up and rub her face against his, praising him for being cute.

"What story do you want to hear?"

"Anything is fine as long as it's what you say."

"In another world, there was a prince who fell in love with a rose, and they loved each other. But because of some conflicts, the prince..." Su Tang's voice was soft and gentle. Fairy tales are very helpful for sleeping. As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller. Chris hadn't fallen asleep yet, so she hypnotized herself first.

Chris leaned on Su Tang's chest until the sound completely disappeared, then he raised his head.

Although his mother was gentle, she always liked to tell scary stories before bed. Every time, Chris would be frightened and tremble, and he would curl up in Clorin's quilt in the middle of the night.

He just missed those times a little, but people are different after all.

"That's it. It's not bad actually. I don't want to live like that anymore."

He couldn't sleep the whole night. Whenever he closed his eyes, he saw blood and red. His father's dying struggle replayed in his dreams over and over again. He resisted and tried to escape, but was ultimately defeated by Jonar.

Jonal's cracked skin oozed black blood and eventually transformed into a black monster. It was a black wolf-shaped monster with its claws tightly clasped around his father's neck. Its mouth was open, revealing jagged white teeth. It seemed as if he was laughing, and the sound made people's hair stand on end.

His father was struggling, his neck was sunken, his eyes bulged out from suffocation and seemed to see him, his lips moved slightly, as if to say -

Run away quickly!

Chris fled in panic and accidentally bumped into the wall, making a slight noise. Jonal was about to check but was stopped by his father who was only breathing his last breath.

Chris didn't know where he got the strength from, but he rushed out of the temple. He ran desperately, not daring to stop. Even when he fell, he cried and forced himself to keep running. His silver fur became gray.

Perhaps it was his father's mysterious protection that he did not encounter any guards along the way and ran back to the mansion safely.

But when he returned home, what awaited him was not the comfort of his family.

Instead, the mother was lying in a pool of blood with a miserable look on her face. The blood had dyed her skirt and the beautiful silver hair that she was so proud of. She died in agony, and her beautiful facial features were wrinkled.

The relatives who came to pay their respects were whispering.

"Oh, these two children are so pitiful. Both their parents have passed away. What will they do in the future? They are still children. It's not good to have no elders to take care of them."

"Such a big house must need someone to manage it, right? There must be a lot of good things left at home. Little Chris, do you want to go with your aunt?"

"They are still children. How can the family business be handed over to them? Even if they are of noble status, so what? Aren't they still children without parents?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. It's not good if someone hears you talking so loudly."

Chris snuggled in his brother's arms, looking at his parents in the firelight, his ears drooping slightly, "Brother, I don't want them."

Crolin stroked his brother's head and said, "Don't worry, I will protect you."

It was clearly the day of their parents' cremation, but these people wanted to embezzle their family's property under the guise of comforting them.

They value interests more than the ties of family.

Chris woke up from his dream, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He panted lightly, and after he recovered, he lay down again, holding Su Tang tightly with his big hands.

It was still a nightmare, but this time the feeling he had was not as cold as before.