Dai Mubai, Tricked and Crippled (Reset)

After hearing Li Xiaoyao's audacious plan--

Dai Mubai was completely dumbfounded.

Secretly hide and develop, wait until I break through to Titled Douluo, then make a strong return to the Star Luo Empire and reclaim everything I lost?

What kind of logic is this, Li Xiaoyao?

Is his usual approach always this wild?

Although this bold move was a bit far-fetched.

But--

It inexplicably felt outrageously reliable!

Dai Mubai's mouth opened and closed for a long time, his mind filled with words like "Titled Douluo," "strong return," and "no one dares to stop me."

His entire life had been shaped by the Star Luo imperial family's education of "the strong prey on the weak, to the death." The path of succession was either win or die; he had never considered an option like "sneakily develop and make a comeback later."

But Li Xiaoyao's words were like a thin veil, easily pierced.

That's right! The Douluo Continent was a world where the strong reigned supreme. As long as one was strong enough, couldn't all failures and rules be overturned and started anew?

The more he thought about it, the more his blood boiled. The shadow of death he might face after losing to Dai Weisi was now completely dispelled by this wild plan.

Although "hiding for ten years" sounded stifling, compared to dying on the spot, compared to living in Dai Weisi's shadow forever, this was clearly a no-lose deal!

"Brother Xiaoyao... your idea..."

Dai Mubai swallowed, his voice filled with incredulous excitement.

"It's just too... too unexpected!"

"Now that I think about it carefully, this is simply a brilliant plan born from a desperate situation!"

Dai Mubai looked at Li Xiaoyao with burning eyes. His previous hesitation and concerns had vanished like smoke, leaving only anticipation and eagerness for the future.

"Ten years! Isn't it just ten years?"

"As long as I can break through to Titled Douluo, let alone ten years, I can wait twenty years!"

"By then, I will definitely let the entire Star Luo Empire know who the true master is!"

The Douluo Continent, in the end, was a world where the strong dictated.

The deterrence of one Titled Douluo was equivalent to a hundred thousand troops, far more practical than an emperor.

An emperor could be replaced, but Titled Douluos couldn't just appear at will.

As long as he, Dai Mubai, broke through to Titled Douluo, the Star Luo imperial family, the marshals of the army, and the ministers of the court would cast aside all grievances and scramble to invite him back.

Even if Dai Weisi secured the throne, he could only suppress his apprehension, greet him with a smile, and actively cede power to ask him to take charge.

At that time, it wouldn't be Dai Mubai begging to return, but the Star Luo Empire begging him to stay.

If he wanted power, he would have the support of all officials; if he wanted revenge, he would have the army's backing; if he wanted freedom, the empire would provide for him.

The strong never had to bow to rules, because they themselves were the rules.

Strength could erase all past grievances and earn supreme respect.

Seeing that Dai Mubai had come to understand, Li Xiaoyao smiled without speaking, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, a hint of knowing slyness hidden in his eyes.

In contrast, Tang San and Oscar wore expressions as strange as if they had eaten flies.

The two of them had their mouths slightly agape, wanting to speak but stopping.

They looked at each other, seeing the same shock in each other's eyes.

Good heavens, truly good heavens.

You two...

One truly dares to speak, and the other truly dares to believe!

Tang San raised an eyebrow slightly, muttering inwardly.

"Hide and develop until Titled Douluo, then return?"

"This plan sounds like a fantasy, but coming from Li Xiaoyao's mouth, and considering Dai Mubai's situation, it's impossible to refute... but is enduring for ten or twenty years really that easy?"

Oscar took a sharp breath and said to Tang San.

"Little San, listen to this. Is this something a person would come up with? Boss Dai is usually so strong, and now he's actually convinced? Brother Xiaoyao's logic is even more outrageous than my sausage Soul Incantation!"

Despite their words, neither of them stepped forward to dissuade him.

They understood Dai Mubai's current desperate situation and also grasped the logic behind Li Xiaoyao's "wild approach."

The Douluo Continent was, after all, a place where strength decided everything.

Rather than letting Dai Mubai fight a losing battle and die, it was better to gamble on the possibility of "sneaky development."

Li Xiaoyao seemed to sense their thoughts--

He looked up and smiled.

"Tang San, Oscar!"

"Do you think my plan won't work?"

Tang San pondered for a moment, then gave his answer.

"Your plan... it's not that it won't work, it's just... too risky and too torturous."

Their Tang Sect had always been one to not necessarily repay kindness, but to immediately avenge any grudges.

Making him change his identity and endure ten to twenty years of patience—what was the difference between that and killing him, Tang San?

Oscar next to him nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, Brother Xiaoyao, ten years is too long, too many variables! What if Brother Dai hits a bottleneck midway, or gets discovered by people from the Star Luo Empire..."

Dai Mubai's eyes, however, narrowed, and he said in a deep voice.

"There are no 'what ifs'! I've already decided. Even if the road ahead is fraught with thorns, I will reach the end!"

Choosing to accept his fate and slowly wait for death, or choosing to secretly develop and then make a powerful comeback—he, Dai Mubai, could distinguish between the two.

Who would want to die if they could live?

Before, there was no other way. The ironclad rules of the Star Luo royal family stood like a chasm before him; failure in the succession struggle meant certain death. He could only force his way through desperation, even knowing he might be shattered to pieces.

But now it was different. Li Xiaoyao's words were like a thunderclap, shattering the dead end in his perception—so there was another path beyond desperation.

Compared to becoming a sacrifice in the whirlpool of power, compared to being able to live a carefree life forever, what was a mere decade of patience?

Dai Mubai took a deep breath. What surged in his chest was no longer despair, but a burning obsession.

He looked at Li Xiaoyao, his gaze as firm as iron.

"Brother Xiaoyao, thank you for opening my eyes."

"From today onward, I, Dai Mubai, am no longer a prince confined by royal rules, but a dreamer desperately cultivating to survive and reclaim everything!"

He paused, then continued.

"Brother Xiaoyao, do you happen to like Zhuqing?"

Li Xiaoyao: Σヽ(ﾟДﾟ;)ﾉ

Tang San: (T_T)

Oscar: ∑(O_O;)

"Brother Mubai, what is this..."

Li Xiaoyao's mouth gaped open, wanting to speak but hesitating.

What was Dai Mubai up to?

Facing everyone's gazes, Dai Mubai smiled.

"Brother Xiaoyao, to be frank!"

"Ever since I found this second path, I've completely figured things out."

"I don't think I can settle down and be with just one woman for the rest of my life."

"Rather than completely alienating Zhuqing, it's better to find a good home for her."

"And you, Li Xiaoyao, are the best choice."

Li Xiaoyao: ∑(ΦдΦlll)

Good heavens, what a guy.

Was Dai Mubai trying to give Zhu Zhuqing to him?

Regarding such a disrespectful act towards women, Li Xiaoyao, of course, would--