Chapter 220 Return to the Gaming World
In Tianwuya, the highest place in the Free Alliance, there is a paradise that is undisturbed by the outside world.

The steep mountain peaks almost pierce the clouds, and below the cliffs are waves constantly beating against the cliffs.

The first sense to recover was hearing, and the silence gradually turned into bursts of clear and melodious bird calls.

The slender fingertips moved slightly.

Qiao Susu slowly opened her eyes and adjusted to the light.

The first thing she saw was a huge round glass cover, and then she looked around, there were patches of beautiful moonflowers, making her feel like she was in a sea of ​​pink and white. These moonflowers did not grow directly in the soil, but were transplanted into flower pots, and it was unknown how they survived.

She pushed herself up, still adjusting to the control of her body, she felt her muscles were stiff and the blood in her veins was cold.

She stepped on the soft carpet with her white and tender feet and tried to walk a few steps. Gradually she regained her balance and looked back at the place. She realized that she had been lying in a crystal coffin.

At the same time, at the Free Alliance's capital station.

Seven or eight strong orcs were guarding outside the door.

In the room, Zong Fang lowered his eyes expressionlessly. The man opposite him, who was intimidating without even getting angry, now had gray hair on his temples. It was Zong Yan.

"It's been thirteen years. How long are you going to keep doing this? Come back with me."

"Impossible." Zong Fang had no expression on his face, and his voice was emotionless.

Zong Yan was wearing gloves and holding the cane tightly in his hand. He deliberately dressed low-key today so that no one could see his identity, just to personally persuade Zong Fang to return to the Federation.

Hearing him say this, he leaned on his cane and said dignifiedly, "If you don't go back, who will take over my job?"

Zong Fang glanced at the young man standing behind Zong Yan and answered him, "Josiah."

The young boy’s back stiffened when his name was called, and he stared at Zongfang hatefully.

"He is still a child. Not to mention that you two have never been parents to him for a day, but now you don't even take on the responsibility you should have taken on, and you just leave it to your son. How dare you say that!" Zong Yan frowned, his wrinkles deepening, and he was furious. "What kind of father are you?"

Zong Fang sneered. He stared at Zong Yan and said word by word: "Anyone can question me about this, but you are the only one who is not worthy!"

Zong Yan's expression froze, he turned his head away and said nothing.

If Zong Yan had not forcibly placed a restriction on Qiao Suisui when she first left, preventing him from committing suicide, he would not have suffered so much today. Zong Fang hated him. For the sake of the family's rise and fall, he even had to hold his own life in his hands.

"I know you feel bad that she's gone, but for the sake of your child, shouldn't you..."

"I can't do it." Zongfang interrupted before he could finish, "All I want is Qiao Qiao. Without her, everything is meaningless."

Josiah lowered his head and heard the cruel truth from his father's mouth. He couldn't help but clench his fists and suppress the sadness in his heart. After all, he was still a half-grown child, and at this moment, his eyes were red.

He hated himself for being cowardly. Didn't he know that his father didn't like them?
He and his other siblings lived with their grandfather in the federation, and received the best education and resources since childhood. He will never forget that night when his father stood in front of his grandfather's door, soaking wet, and personally delivered 11 brothers and sisters. He held back his excitement and wanted to let his father see his homework, but he only got an indifferent look, nothing more, not a word.

Josiah was unwilling to give up. He studied hard, trained seriously, ate well every day, and took care of his younger siblings, all to tell his father that he was his best child.

But he didn't care at all.

He only loves his mother.

why?
What about me? What about my other brothers and sisters? Who will love them? Grandpa said that my mother would never wake up again, and asked him not to be sad. People who do great things should not be tied down by such small things, otherwise they will be like their father.

He agreed, but after returning to his room he hid and cried.

It's no small matter that my mother won't wake up again.
Before going to bed every day, Qiao Zong, Qiao Li and others would ask him when his mother would come back, and he didn't know how to explain to them.

So one day he secretly ran to the Oslan Empire. He heard his grandfather talking to the secretary general, saying that his father was here to guard his mother. He wanted to see his mother. What did his mother look like? Did she smell good? Were her hands really as soft as Qiao Wei imagined?
Josiah approached the castle with hope and slipped into the top floor. In order to hide from others, he turned into a snake and swam into the inner hall, but was bitten on the neck when he was about to get close to his mother.

He was so frightened that he couldn't move, but then he began to rejoice.

It's the father!
My father’s animal form is so handsome!
He also wanted such hard and sharp scales!

But his father immediately changed into human form, grabbed his neck, threw him out of the window, and threw him on a tree branch.

Josiah shouted unwillingly: "I want to see my mother! Why don't you let me see her!"

"Mom is afraid of snakes."

Josiah was confused. "Aren't you a snake too?"

"not including me."

He looked at the man who left without any reluctance, bared his fangs at him angrily, and finally walked away helplessly and dejectedly.

He knew that with his current strength, he could never beat his father.

Josiah secretly swore in his heart that one day he would surpass his father.

After that, he studied and trained harder, and after some time, he finally became the best among his peers. He thought that when he saw his father again today, he would look at him with new eyes, but who knew that he was nothing at all, and in his father's eyes, he was only left with a cold "meaningless".

At this time, Zongfang saw Josiah with his head down, and the boy's body was shaking because he was trying hard to hold back his tears. Zongfang lowered his eyes, feeling a little relieved.

It's good to have awareness of emotional control.

He then calmly withdrew his gaze and said to Zong Yan, "Qiaosia still needs experience."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Zong Fang usually wouldn't leave Tian Wuya, but today he had been here for a while to see Qiaosia, and now he just wanted to go back quickly. When he passed by a square, he saw a peddler selling some small gadgets with the characteristics of the Freedom Alliance. He slowly stopped and bought one of each.

When Zong Fang returned to Tianwuya, the sun was setting and the sky was dyed with purple haze, turning it into a picturesque painting.

He took the things in his hand and walked towards the glass house as usual, but the moment he entered, the whole bag of things fell to the ground, and panic appeared on his originally expressionless face.

He looked at the empty crystal coffin and the blood began to flow back into his body.

Zong Fang felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand. His breathing stopped instantly, as if the whole world was collapsing in his ears. His mind was in a mess, and his thoughts seemed to be torn apart and he couldn't concentrate.

He stood there, his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, unable to take another step, as if he was instantly back to the days when he lost her. A deep fear and despair quickly spread in his heart, and his hands could not help but tremble slightly.

(End of this chapter)