Dugu Bo counted on his fingers. "I've calculated it carefully. My granddaughter is only seven years older than your brother. That's not much. When your brother turns eighteen, she'll only be twenty-five. Your brother's getting quite the bargain."
Tang San, standing nearby, was shocked. "Bargain my ass. I don't want your granddaughter."
Dugu Bo chuckled and slung an arm around Tang San's shoulders. "As if that's up to you. Your knowledge of poison may be decent, but can you neutralize aphrodisiacs? Later, this old man will get you some good stuff like I Love a Single Firewood. Once the rice is cooked, let's see how you refuse."
"You—" Seeing the serious expression on Dugu Bo's face, Tang San, who had never feared even threats to his life, turned pale with alarm. "Old—ah, no, Senior Dugu. I know I was wrong. Please stop messing with me, all right?"
Dugu Bo said righteously, "Who's messing with you? I'm merely stating a fact. Is my granddaughter not worthy of you, brat? You little monster may be somewhat cunning, but your talent is beyond question. Your future achievements will be limitless. If my granddaughter can be with you, I'll be at ease."
"Wouldn't she be just as well off with Yu Tianheng? Yu Tianheng has the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan backing him. Master said Yu Tianheng is very likely to become the next clan head of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. What kind of power is that? How could I compare? Besides, perhaps your granddaughter and Yu Tianheng have already cooked the rice. Cooked so thoroughly it couldn't be more done."
Dugu Bo paused, and his expression immediately darkened again. "That is possible. Forget it. We'll talk about it later."
Seeing that Dugu Bo seemed to have abandoned the idea, Tang