At this moment, at Heaven Dou Royal Academy's residence.
Dugu Yan's face was grim, her emerald pupils filled with ferocity.
"Yu Tianheng!"
"Can't you forget that damned Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and let go of your hatred? You can't beat Little Jiu at all, so why provoke him and attack Zhu Zhuqing? If Jiuge hadn't stepped in to stop you today, and you'd seriously hurt Zhu Zhuqing, Little Jiu would have torn you to pieces!"
Yu Tianheng was completely unconcerned by Dugu Yan's questioning. "I'm competing in Spirit Hall's tournament. Since Zhu Zhuqing is competing too, getting injured is unavoidable!"
"Little Jiu even dared to smash up the Worship Hall. Do you think he cares whether it's a competition or not? He's even more unreasonable than my grandfather. You're just deceiving yourself!" Dugu Yan shouted angrily.
Poison Douluo was displeased and snorted. "You little brat, are you praising me or insulting me?"
"Stop making trouble, Grandpa. Saying you're unreasonable is definitely a compliment! You're a Titled Douluo—don't you have even that much confidence?" Dugu Yan shot Poison Douluo a glare.
Ye Lingling covered her mouth and giggled, while Huo Wu's eyes widened. She truly could not keep up with Dugu Yan's train of thought.
Poison Douluo was left speechless by her retort and rolled his eyes. Forget it. She was the granddaughter he had raised, after all. Let her talk back! Better than being a punching bag!
Dugu Yan gathered her thoughts again. "Tian Heng, no, you can't stay here any longer. Let's go back. We'll find somewhere deserted and hide for two or three years first! That brat Little Jiu definitely won't let you off. I just have a bad feeling about this."
"No need. Why hide? Face him head-on—have some faith in yourself!" Poison Douluo egged him