1191 Competing for the Role of the Goddess (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Mo Fan looked at the girl. Xinxia had always been gentle and soft in front of him. She would obey every decision that he made for her.

However, judging from Xinxia's stern face, Mo Fan could tell that she was trying to tell him something very serious.

”You don't need to say it; I already knew,” Mo Fan interrupted her.

He knew what Xinxia was trying to say. It was not difficult to come to the conclusion. Even if Asha'ruiya had not spilled the beans before, Mo Fan already knew the truth.

However, Xinxia was Xinxia, Salan was Salan. No one knew better than Mo Fan that despite the two being bonded by blood, they were completely different people!

”Xinxia, I understand what you think, but none of it is your fault. No child can choose who their parents are. Even if you have the blood of a Cardinal of the Black Vatican, it's fine as long as you still have a clear conscience. Besides, if anyone really wants to argue that, you are Wen Tai's daughter. The contributions he made easily override the sins that Salan has committed. To be fair, you were never in the limelight like Asha'ruiya, hence they had no right to put the blame on you just because you are Salan's daughter. You are who you are!” Mo Fan declared.

Mo Fan knew it was something both he and Xinxia had to face.

Xinxia was able to activate Salan's blood stone because she was Salan's daughter. Mo Fan seriously had no idea that Salan was actually so close to him. He even saw her when he was still a kid. The woman had abandoned her daughter and left her in the hands of his father, and had never checked up on her...

Tangyue also told him that Salan had only shown up in Bo City because she was seeking assistance from Great Deacon Hu Jin, Mu He!.

Perhaps even Mu He had no idea that Salan had a daughter who had settled down in an ordinary family close to the Mu Family's villa.

Without that incident, the truth would never have been revealed. Mo Fan was utterly astounded when he first learned the truth, but he did not mention it to Xinxia. Mo Fan hoped Xinxia would never learn the truth, Her mother was a woman who could not bear the loss of her husband; her mother was cruel enough to abandon her daughter who could not walk; her mother was the sinful, vicious Red Cardinal of the Black Vatican!...

Xinxia was obviously a lot smarter than Mo Fan thought. Perhaps she had always concealed her wisdom under her gentle expression, standing aloof from worldly affairs.

”Brother Mo Fan, I understand, but I have made up my mind after thinking about it for many days. I want to stay here and take the role of the Goddess from Izisha.” Xinxia's eyes were not soft as they normally were.

Mo Fan rarely saw such strong determination from her. He believed she had indeed made up her mind.

However, how could Mo Fan not worry about leaving her in such a dangerous place?

Haylon was startled too. He asked curiously, ”You want to compete with Izisha?”

Xinxia was simply too young and weak. If it wasn't for the Hall Mother's support, Xinxia would never have become a Saintess. She did not have many supporters, she did not have a strong influence; having a pure and kind heart was nowhere enough to be the Goddess of the Parthenon Temple!

The Soul of the Parthenon Temple might have chosen her, but it did not mean she was the Goddess. The Goddess had to have the ability to lead the Parthenon Temple and adapt to whatever situation she found herself in.

In Haylon's eyes, Ye Xinxia was far from qualified to be the Goddess!

Xinxia looked at Haylon and asked seriously, ”Knight Haylon, do you seriously believe Izisha isn't behind all this?”

”I believe it's her doing, as I never believed she would die so easily to some sickness,” Haylon admitted blatantly.

”Brother Mo Fan, my parents are still related to me. I can easily put the matter aside using the excuse that they are them, and I am who I am, but instead of being a bystander and watching even worse things happen, I want to learn how to be strong and take care of myself. I want to learn how I can face these inevitable conflicts… I can't just let Izisha claim the role of the Goddess, and I can't watch my mother take innocent lives without feeling any sense of guilt.

Xinxia slowly lowered her head, ”I know Brother Mo Fan won't agree, but I'm sorry, Brother Mo Fan, I'm going to stay, even if you don't agree. It's the right choice for me, and something I want to do from the bottom of my heart.

”I'm sorry, Brother Mo Fan, you have tried so hard to save my life, but I didn't listen to your arrangements... I'm sorry...”

Xinxia's eyes were filling with tears. She had made the decision so that she could face her complicated identity and herself, yet she could not afford to face Mo Fan. He had gone into Hell to drag her out of misery… but in just a few days, she had jumped right into it again. She was surely going to let Mo Fan down.