Silence reigned in front of Yu Yuanzhen's residence.
Yu Yuanzhen wore a gloomy expression, his fists clenched tightly.
Ye Hengchuan's anticipation also vanished because of the sudden voice, replaced by fury.
Yu Xiaogang himself, however, showed little reaction to the sudden voice.
In the past, when they said such things about him, Yu Xiaogang had no way to refute them.
But from now on, Yu Xiaogang no longer needed to refute such words.
No matter how many excuses they made, none could compare to displaying his Thousand-Year First Spirit Ring.
Anyone could say anything they wanted, but once they did, they could take a look at their own Spirit Ring configuration.
Calling me trash?
Then this is interesting. You can't even surpass a piece of trash, so what does that make you?
A cold smile tugged at the corner of Yu Xiaogang's lips as he looked toward the source of the voice.
"It was him."
Seeing the speaker—Yu Qingya—Yu Xiaogang suddenly understood.
Back when he had completed his Whale Rubber experiment and eagerly returned home to tell his father the results, this fellow had been standing at his doorstep.
He had said, "A piece of trash who brought shame to the clan, and you still have the nerve to wander around?"
The haughty look on his face at the time had made Yu Xiaogang especially disgusted.
He hadn't expected him to come out again today.
For a moment, Yu Xiaogang felt like watching a good show.
After all, he wasn't the only one who had been holding in his anger. His father, Yu Yuanzhen, had been holding it in as well.
On the Douluo Continent, strength was supreme!
Although Yu Xiaogang had discovered Whale Rubber, as long as his strength failed to improve, many people would still look down on