The cave was plunged into absolute chaos as the last of Hu Yan's sanity snapped.
The cold, mechanical words from the past Su Qinglan's lips acted like a torch dropped into a pool of oil.
His golden eyes bled into a terrifying, animalistic red...a color born not just from rage but from a soul-shattering madness.
His breathing became a jagged, uneven mess as he stared at the tiny, cold bundle on the ground.
The realization that his own mate had discarded their child like trash pushed him over the precipice.
"You... killed him?" he whispered, his voice hoarse and trembling with a lethal level of disbelief.
"Our child... you killed our child?" When no denial came, only that hollow, empty silence, a low, broken growl vibrated in his chest.
His claws became even longer, glinting in the dim light, and his aura turned so violent it felt as though the very air in the cave was being sucked out.
