When Liu Erlong heard her father's words, she didn't say much. In front of her father, she certainly couldn't show that she sympathized with Zhao Ling.
She could only act as though everything she knew came from her father. So she stood up unhurriedly, picked up the watering can, and began watering the flowers in the courtyard.
Seeing his daughter's nonchalant expression, Yu Luomian began to vent on his own.
"Ah, it's been more than half a month now. Your eldest cousin's external injuries have fully healed, but his brain was damaged. Now all he does is grin and laugh foolishly all day.
I fear he'll be like that for the rest of his life. I can't believe that the most outstanding member of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has turned into a complete fool."
The next moment, Yu Luomian's tone abruptly shifted.
"Your second cousin is truly useless—good for nothing except stirring up trouble. If he hadn't caused trouble and gone to Soto City, your eldest cousin wouldn't have gone looking for him and ended up offending that Zhao guy.
Your eldest cousin's misfortune is entirely because of your worthless second cousin. If I could, I'd have your uncle kick him out of the family. He's unworthy of being part of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
Liu Erlong ignored Yu Luomian's ranting. He could say whatever he wanted.
After a moment of silent brooding, Yu Luomian sighed heavily.
"Sigh, who would've thought that Zhao guy turned out to be a Titled Douluo, even granted the title of 'Demon-Suppressing Douluo' by the Spirit Hall? They say he's incredibly powerful, even the Pope has to treat him with respect.
Our entire clan has only one Titled Douluo. Luckily, those three elders who went to Soto City were a bit late. If they'd encountered Zhao, they probably wouldn't have made it back alive."
A strange smile crept across Yu Luomian's face.
"Those three elders were so frustrated after returning, lamenting they hadn't gone to Soto City a day earlier. They thought if they'd gone sooner, they could've taken Zhao down. Heh—if they hadn't been a day late, whether they'd even be alive now is the real question. Three Spirit Douluos thinking they could beat a Titled Douluo? Delusional!"
Liu Erlong's lips curled into a slight smirk. She never felt a sense of belonging to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Knowing the clan had suffered a setback gave her a certain schadenfreude.
Of course, she had her back to Yu Luomian, so he never saw the gloating smile on her face…
Meanwhile, in another courtyard, the three elders of the clan were gathered at a stone table, their faces gloomy as they processed the intelligence returned from the Spirit City spy network.
They couldn't for the life of them understand how Yu Xiaogang had dared offend a Titled Douluo.
It baffled them—what was Yu Xiaogang thinking? Offending a Titled Douluo, especially one now engaged to the Spirit Hall's saintess and essentially part of the Spirit Hall?
Even aside from that, Zhao Ling alone was a Titled Douluo. Their clan only had one of those. If Zhao got mad and attacked the clan, not even the clan leader might be able to stop him.
If the clan leader fell, the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan might be wiped out.
After so many generations, if the clan was destroyed just because they offended that Zhao guy, how would they face their ancestors?
Beyond that, the three elders were still deeply shaken. Fortunately, they were a step too late that day and didn't encounter Zhao. If they had… coming back alive might have been out of the question.
As Yu Luomian and Liu Erlong had said, three Spirit Douluos might not be able to defeat a Titled Douluo.
Some might argue otherwise, citing how in the original story, Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender together used their combined abilities to fight the Titled Douluo Dugu Bo after Luo Sanpao evolved into the Golden Holy Dragon.
Or how Dragon Duke and Snake Lady could jointly display power comparable to a Titled Douluo.
But people forget—after Luo Sanpao's evolution, its dragon heritage was top-tier, naturally enhancing its power. And the Dragon and Snake couple could use Martial Soul Fusion Techniques, enabling them to fight above their level.
These three elders, however, had no such fusion abilities. They couldn't combine their strength effectively. Zhao Ling himself was far beyond an average Titled Douluo.
Had the three elders encountered him, they might have ended up like the eldest young master—beaten into a living fool.
The more they thought about it, the angrier they became. They increasingly saw Yu Xiaogang as a worthless burden, utterly inept and disastrous.
They were so furious they couldn't hold it in. They exchanged glances and all stood up, heading straight for the dungeon.
The dungeon was remote and rarely visited—only the meal deliverer came daily. Surely that person wouldn't dare report anything to the clan leader.
As the three elders stormed off in anger toward the dungeon, outside the residence of Yu Xiaolong, the fool himself sat on the ground, grinning idiotically.
His newlywed wife was feeding him dinner, bowl in hand, her heart full of misery. She'd thought marrying into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would be a blessing. Who would've thought her husband would become a fool mere days after their wedding?
She felt cursed. She wanted a divorce, but she didn't dare. Whether for her family's future or fear of offending the clan, she had to endure.
Just then, Yu Yuanzhen walked into the courtyard, speaking kindly:
"Child, you've worked hard."
Yu Xiaolong's wife forced a tender smile through her bitterness.
"Father-in-law, don't say that. I married Xiaolong, so it's my duty to care for him. It's not hard."
Yu Yuanzhen nodded, his tired eyes looking at his foolish son.
"Ah, Xiaolong… If I had known, I would never have let you go to Soto City. It's my fault—you ended up like this because of me. I never expected your second brother would offend a Titled Douluo.
But Xiaolong, I swear this to you: one day, I will avenge you. That Zhao guy will pay the price for what he's done to you!"