Staring at Yang Lie's corpse, Yun You felt her body weaken and suddenly collapsed to the ground.

For so many days, her nerves had been tightly wound, not daring to relax for even a moment.

Now, the goal was finally achieved, and she temporarily let go of the pressure weighing on her heart, just feeling overwhelmingly sleepy, wanting to lie down on the ground and rest.

But the little girl didn't do that; she had one more thing to complete.

She seized Yang Lie's heart and then activated the [Eating] ability.

The body of a Tier Two Apprentice Death God, she certainly couldn't let it go to waste.

But this time, what she sought wasn't only nourishment, but also the experiences of this Apprentice Death God.

Upon becoming an Apprentice Death God, she always had a feeling that if she devoured another Apprentice Death God, there was a chance she would gain a portion of their memory.

And it was indeed as she had thought.

When Yang Lie's flesh and blood transformed into nourishment and was absorbed into her palm... an incomplete memory surfaced in her mind.

It was Yang Lie's past.

...

Yang Lie was actually a fake name... to be precise, it was his father's name.

His real name was Chang'an, a local of Nest City No. 3, born into a boxing family in Central City's E District.

Chang'an's father, Old Yang Lie, an obscure heavyweight boxer, was unknown in his early years, his strength mediocre, a bottom-tier fighter, to say the least.

He was supposed to be stuck in the mire at the bottom all his life, a stepping stone in underground fights that couldn't see the light of day.

But later, due to his rather handsome appearance and his unique red hair, a talent scout noticed him, and he became an instant hit in a variety show, catapulting him to fame as a well-known boxer in Nest City No. 3.

To "cultivate" him, the manager company specifically bribed all of Old Yang Lie's opponents to throw matches, allowing Old Yang Lie to win a hundred times over...

But Old Yang Lie didn't understand, immersed in his illusion of "rising from the bottom," believing he was truly capable.

Old Yang Lie was selfish, the typical small-town citizen of Nest City, suddenly having money and power, always thinking about bullying those who were once in the same position as him to demonstrate his success.

During this phase, Old Yang Lie told Chang'an, now Yang Lie, that Nest City needed no bullshit morality or rules, the only important things were fists and strength.

If your fist is big enough, you can trample on ethics and morality; if your strength is strong enough, you can act on your whims without facing punishment.

Chang'an was still young then, unable to understand, so he asked his mother, who, like most mothers, comforted her child, telling him not to worry too much.

...

Childhood days were rather calm. Although his father always taught some crooked logic, with his mother's comfort, Chang'an did not develop into too wicked a person.

And more importantly, the family had money.

As long as there was money, most conflicts were not a problem, and Old Yang Lie could stick to his principles.

Unfortunately, Old Yang Lie's wealth didn't come from his strength and fists, but from his face and incredibly good luck.

When the face was no longer youthful, when luck no longer favored him, he naturally returned to where he should be.

In 2060, a financial crisis broke out.

The manager company that invested in Old Yang Lie went bankrupt, and his poor financial management quickly squandered the family's wealth.

He was always confident, sometimes investing in real estate, at other times buying advanced machines to be an agent... and the end result was always loss, loss, loss.

Old Yang Lie thought of returning to his old trade—fighting in the ring for money using fists and strength.

But he was old, years of indulgence had harmed his body, and besides, he was one of the weakest fighters. The opponents who used to throw matches for him sometimes had to train their acting skills; otherwise, the audience would find their loss too fake...

As a matter of course, he was severely beaten, and those who he had bullied in the past trampled over him, able to subdue him with just one hand.

His appearance fee was only slightly higher than a server's—because he was once a "champion."

The series of failures left Old Yang Lie with a huge psychological gap.

So, he slowly fell into gambling and drinking; once drunk, he would vent on Chang'an and his mother.

Once, Chang'an had earned some money from street vending, intending to buy birthday gifts for himself and his mother to celebrate his own tenth birthday.

But the money was snatched away by Old Yang Lie, spent on alcohol, followed by giving Chang'an a harsh beating.

Chang'an couldn't comprehend it. He cried and questioned his father about why he did it.

And Old Yang Lie answered with one sentence.

"Because I'm stronger than you."

Yes, there were no excuses, and he didn't use the identity of "father" as a reason.

Old Yang Lie was just stronger than Chang'an, even if this man was chased away like a dog outside, he was still "stronger" than his wife and son at home.

This was his reason for hitting, the principle he followed all his life, and a certain "consensus" in Nest City.

The strong can act recklessly against the weak, without any other reason.

Chang'an went crying to his mother, but this time, the usually kind and gentle mother couldn't say a word in rebuttal.

Because that mother was also powerless, she was an even weaker being than Chang'an, unable to help her child.

In silence, the two could only endure quietly.

But this was not the end of the nightmare; it was the beginning.

Later, Old Yang Lie gambled more heavily, losing unknown sums of money.

He couldn't repay it, so finally, he set his sights on his child.

Chang'an inherited his flowing long hair and was even more handsome than him, with skin unlike the coarse texture of the lower class, smooth as fat...

Though he was a boy, Nest City always had those with peculiar tastes willing to pay high prices for this "pleasure."

So, to pay off debts and to buy himself more alcohol, Old Yang Lie sold his own flesh and blood for 200,000 Silver Cannon to a potbellied wealthy merchant.

Chang'an and his mother wanted to resist, but what could a pair of orphans and a widow do?

So in the end, this filthy and disgusting transaction was completed.

Ironically, that wealthy merchant was once a bottom-tier person bullied by Old Yang Lie; years ago, he grovelled like a lapdog at Old Yang Lie's feet, trying to earn a pathetic living.

And now, the roles of dog and man had swapped.

Old Yang Lie didn't care about dignity and had no so-called familial affection.

He was willing to bow to strength; if someone was weaker, he would oppress them.

What was more terrifying was that no one thought this was abnormal because most people in Nest City did the same, just varying in degree.

At 15, Chang'an watched as his father sold him, and his mother wept, powerless to do anything.

He once said this himself...

"In my weakest moment, I even lost the last bit of dignity as a man."

But this wasn't even the last straw...

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