Chapter 467: Softness in the Hands

Through this conversation, Yu Yuanlong vividly portrayed himself as an old father who had spent half his life heartbroken and toiling for his daughter.

One can only say, is a father who cannot tell a story not a good Spirit Master...

"Sigh, being a father isn't easy, especially being the father of an illegitimate daughter; that's even more heart-wrenching, it really isn't easy, not easy at all..."

Qin Jian wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes.

Bragging, storytelling, selling misery, and mutual commercial flattery—who doesn't know how to do that? When words are spoken at a time like this, it's best to selectively listen to only half.

Yu Yuanlong stole a glance at him, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

It looked like the performance was overdone; it was better to talk reason...

"Ahem, to tell you the truth, I believe that in this tragedy, if I have to take thirty percent of the responsibility, then Yu Xiaogang must take at least seventy percent."

Yu Yuanlong prepared to shift his strategy and began to pursue accountability: "Yes, as a father and a second uncle, I couldn't bring myself to go find him, nor could I bring myself to tell my daughter, 'If you can't let go, then just stay with him,' but what kind of thing is this Yu Xiaogang, running off for twenty years!"

He held up two fingers, looking filled with righteous indignation: "Twenty years! How many twenty years are there in a person's life? He just ran off like that, and I don't even know where he went. I couldn't even find him if I wanted to drag him back!"

You say that as if you actually mobilized the family's influence to look for him; if you really wanted to find him, how could there be no way to find him...

"Sigh, what you say is also correct. The Grandmaster really didn't act properly on this point; he lacked the responsibility of a man," Qin Jian echoed.

Yu Yuanlong slapped his thigh, feeling deeply comforted: "That's right! If it weren't for this coward running away, I would have dragged him back even if I had to use force! It's pitiful that my daughter has lived in solitude for so many years, depressed and unhappy..."

So, this old guy also regrets it, but he can't bring himself to apologize, so he self-soothes by telling himself it's all the Grandmaster's fault...

"Think about it, if he were truly a man who stands tall, so what if they are cousins? So what if I stopped them? As long as he was brave enough, my Erlong would never have needed to suffer for twenty years!" Yu Yuanlong continued.

You say that as if the Grandmaster had the strength to stand against the questioning of the entire world...

Qin Jian stopped talking.

He finally understood; this old guy didn't need to be persuaded, nor did he need any kind of bet. He had long wanted to reconcile, but he just couldn't let go of his old face.

"Do you think that Yu Xiaogang's talent is too poor, and he simply couldn't withstand the accusations of others?"

Yu Yuanlong seemed to guess what he was thinking and suddenly said: "I have never publicly announced that Erlong is my daughter; she has always used the surname Liu."

"Ah, this..."

Qin Jian suddenly looked up: "You mean to say that the so-called worldly pressure doesn't actually exist, and the real problem is just the knot in the hearts of the three of you?"

"No, not three people..."

Yu Yuanlong shook his head and said: "It's just Yu Xiaogang alone. Erlong never cared about this point, and as for me... even if I was very uncomfortable at the beginning, seeing my own daughter living in pain for so many years, I no longer wanted to interfere. So, the one who has always been running away... is just Yu Xiaogang."

It's over, Grandmaster, this point of yours really cannot be washed away...

Ugh, scumbag!

Qin Jian let out a breath of relief; finally, there was a time when he could call someone else a scumbag...

"So, can I ask for a handwritten note?"

He looked up and smiled: "It doesn't need to be much, just say that you agree to their affair."

"I can do that."

Yu Yuanlong was unexpectedly easy to talk to: "But I also have a condition."

"What is it?" Qin Jian asked.

A strange smile appeared on Yu Yuanlong's face: "Only when Yu Xiaogang meets my requirement can you give this note to him."

"What requirement?" Qin Jian continued to ask.

Yu Yuanlong chuckled: "As long as he stands on the highest building of your Shrek Academy and shouts three times at the whole academy, 'I, Yu Xiaogang, am a scumbag!' that will do."

Qin Jian was dumbfounded: "No, is it really that childish?"

Yu Yuanlong's smile faded, and the expression on his face became inscrutable: "This guy has been serious his whole life, too constrained by established worldly things, without a shred of a man's enterprising spirit... Well then, if he really wants to gain my approval and make Erlong truly happy, then he should break this image of his himself. I think he wouldn't be unable to even do this, would he?"

He said coldly: "If he can't even afford to lose this bit of face, then forget it. I will never approve of him being with Erlong in this lifetime!"

"You don't say... this idea is really... very interesting..."

Imagining the scene of the Grandmaster standing on the roof of the teaching building, shouting to the whole world that he is a scumbag, for some reason, it felt quite pleasing to the eye...

Sure enough, eating melons is a human instinct.

Even Qin Jian, the melon-making machine, possessed a strong desire to eat melons.

"The serious business is done, let's hurry up and finish that fight..."

Yu Yuanlong patted his bottom and stood up.

Qin Jian then stood up as well... there was no need to pat off any dust at all.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Yu Yuanlong's body shot out at high speed at this moment, reaching the peak of the canyon in an instant under countless shocked gazes.

"Roar! ——"

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul possessed him instantly; the sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder made a brilliant entrance.

When it comes to entrance special effects, this martial soul is truly top-tier.

"Chief Judge, if you want my Thunder Academy to yield and become a part of the Spirit Hall Academy, you must defeat me head-on!"

Yu Yuanlong's voice rumbled across the Thunder Academy, and accompanied by his domineering entrance, it made countless students' blood boil.

"Good! ——"

The cheers were like a tide.

Resisting the oppression of power, raising the flag without hesitation—the students instantly imagined countless versions of this heroic feat.

They didn't know that the family behind their academy had already sold them out...

"Screech!"

Sword Wings unfolded on Qin Jian's body, turning into a Sword Qi Storm as he soared into the high sky, landing magnificently on the mountain peak opposite Yu Yuanlong.

"Wow! ——"

Originally, on the ground, not many people had seen Qin Jian's appearance clearly, but now in the high sky, that heavenly face was no longer obstructed, and as expected, it caused bursts of gasps.

Already, some young girls were secretly changing their allegiances in their hearts...

"How about we decide the victory in one move?"

Qin Jian's clear voice spread throughout Thunder Academy, making even more people's eyes light up.

A heroic youth, facing a Spirit Douluo head-on, dauntless and awe-inspiring—what a perfect template for an idol...

"As the Chief Judge says."

Yu Yuanlong naturally knew that Qin Jian wasn't doing this to show off, but was simply too lazy to drag things out; whether it was a fake fight or a real one, he just wanted to finish it quickly and leave.

The goal had been achieved, so why bother with the process?

"Hum, hum, hum..."

Six Soul Rings—Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black—rose from beneath his feet, and six silver currents surged from Qin Jian's body, converging toward his outstretched right hand.

A breeze blew past, the wind whistling softly.

He waited for the Silver Dragon Spear to appear once more, preparing to test a new move, but...

Why did his hand feel so soft and supple?

(End of chapter)