A Miserable Childhood! Weakness!

With Tang San having delivered the final verdict.

The public opinion in the Black World was instantly and forcibly reversed.

However.

Before the people of the Black World could fully digest this topic.

The Sky Screen image changed once again!

This time.

It was no longer Dai Mubai bullying others.

Instead, it was...

[Black World: Royal Cruelty, Brothers at War!]

The background of the scene turned gloomy.

On a narrow palace path.

Five-year-old Dai Mubai was walking along happily with several guards.

Suddenly.

A figure appeared ahead.

It was a youth a few years older than Dai Mubai.

With golden hair draped over his shoulders and heterochromatic eyes, he exuded a cold aura that did not match his age.

It was none other than Dai Mubai's older brother, Dai Weisi!

Followed by a group of aggressive attendants, Dai Weisi directly blocked Dai Mubai's path.

"Yo, isn't this my good-for-nothing little brother?"

Dai Weisi's contemptuous voice rang out in the scene.

Upon seeing Dai Weisi, the arrogant air that little Dai Mubai had previously displayed vanished without a trace, replaced by a face full of terror and fear.

"E... Elder brother."

Little Dai Mubai's voice was trembling.

"Kneel."

Without any wasted words, Dai Weisi spat out the command coldly.

There was no reason for it.

It was pure, unadulterated humiliation.

Seeing this scene.

The people of the Black World instantly held their breath.

Someone muttered in a low voice:

"Isn't this Dai Weisi going too far?"

"White Tiger Douluo had such a fiery temper when he was young, can he endure this?"

"He should definitely fight him! The White Tiger Martial Soul is all about slaughter and aggression; it would rather break than bend!"

Everyone was waiting in anticipation.

They were waiting for the little tyrant who had been so insufferably arrogant just a moment ago to rise up and resist, even if he got beaten up, he should at least show the spirit of the White Tiger!

However.

The next moment.

A scene that shocked everyone to the core occurred.

Thud!

A dull sound echoed.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Without the slightest resistance.

Without even a single tough word.

In the scene, little Dai Mubai's knees went weak, and he knelt heavily onto the hard stone floor.

Not only did he kneel.

He also lowered his head, his voice filled with a sobbing tone:

"Elder brother... I was wrong."

"Please, elder brother, spare me."

How pathetic.

Cowardice.

That was a fear carved deep into his bones.

Dai Weisi looked down at his younger brother kneeling on the ground, let out a harsh, mocking laugh, and then kicked Dai Mubai in the shoulder before walking away.

Only little Dai Mubai was left kneeling in place, shivering.

Silence.

A deathly silence.

The entire Black World, whether it was the Heaven Dou Camp or the major cities, had fallen into an eerie hush at this moment.

Those who had just been praising Dai Mubai for having "dignity since childhood" and being "unbending" were now stunned.

It was as if they had been slapped hard across the face.

Their faces stung.

A burning, stinging pain.

Is this the White Tiger Douluo?

Is this the Dai Mubai who was touted as having a fiery temper and being full of grit?

He just knelt like that?

He didn't even dare to put up a fight?

Yu Xiaogang's mouth hung wide open, the words "fierce and domineering" stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.

Tang San's pupils also contracted sharply.

He had considered that Dai Mubai might not have been able to beat Dai Weisi when he was young.

But he hadn't expected this.

He was actually weak to such an extent!

Is this still the Boss Dai who led them, the Shrek Seven Devils, into battle?

Can that kind of ingrained servility really be erased just by growing older?

"Damn it!"

At this very moment.

Standing in the camp, Dai Mubai's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms.

Humiliation!

Unprecedented humiliation!

Who was it?

Who created this damn Sky Screen!

Why did they have to expose this dark history he wanted to bury most of all in front of the entire world?!

He could feel it.

The gazes cast by the surrounding soldiers and soul masters had changed.

They were no longer filled with awe.

Instead, they were mixed with suspicion, disdain, and even... pity.

"Hoo... hoo..."

Dai Mubai gasped for air, his chest heaving violently.

He had to say something.

Otherwise, his persona as "Boss Dai" would collapse!

"Back then... I was still young."

Dai Mubai's voice was hoarse as he struggled to keep his composure:

"Dai Weisi was so much older than me, and he had already awakened his martial soul."

"If I had resisted, I would only have been beaten even worse."

"This is called... biding one's time."

"It was merely a humiliation endured; my kneeling back then was to survive, to pave the way for future revenge!"

These words.

Were spoken with such righteous indignation.

It was as if he hadn't knelt because of fear, but because of a brilliant, earth-shattering strategy.

Seeing this, Tang San immediately reacted.

Although he felt a bit awkward inside, he had to stabilize the morale of the troops now.

"That's right!"

Tang San stepped forward, his gaze sweeping across the room, his voice firm:

"Those who achieve great things do not fuss over trifles!"

"A five-year-old child, facing an unbeatable enemy, choosing to preserve himself—that is wisdom!"

"Do not let appearances deceive you all."

"It is merely a parallel world; perhaps that so-called White Emperor was even more pathetic when he was young!"

With Tang San taking the lead.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar quickly chimed in to agree.

The crowd finally, albeit reluctantly, accepted this explanation.

Yet, deep within their eyes, a trace of the usual reverence had vanished.

White World.

BOOM!

A terrifying, extreme killing intent instantly swept through the entire Star Luo Great Hall.

"Scoundrel!!!"

A white-haired old general was so furious his beard trembled, the wine cup in his hand crushed directly into powder.

"Disgraceful!"

"It has completely shamed our Star Luo Imperial Family!"

"Kneeling? He actually knelt?!"

"The White Tiger lineage never yields, even in death! Even if one dies in battle, one cannot live on their knees!"

"That Dai Mubai of the Black World is not worthy of the surname Dai!!!"

The entire hall.

Every powerhouse of Star Luo felt a deep sense of shame at this moment.

It was a vicarious shame brought on by sharing the same name.

Although they knew it was another world.

Seeing that face, identical to their own Emperor's, committing such spineless acts.

They wished they could charge into the Sky Screen and slap that piece of trash to death!

On the high platform.

Zhu Zhuqing was so angry her pretty face turned pale.

She bit her red lips hard, her eyes filled with killing intent as she stared at the Sky Screen.

"This is the man... that the Black World version of me is supposed to marry?"

"A coward like this, is he worthy?"

"If this is the kind of trash he is, I would rather remain unmarried for life, or... kill him!"

Beside her, Qian Renxue and Ning Rongrong also wore expressions of disdain.

"I can't even bear to look."

Qian Renxue shook her head, her beautiful golden eyes filled with contempt:

"How could such a spineless coward even cultivate to the Title Douluo level?"

"It seems the standard of that world isn't much to speak of."

The harem group chattered away, all standing up for their own man.

They felt that the Dai Mubai of the Black World was simply insulting the very name "Dai Mubai."

Only Dai Mubai himself.

Remained as steady as a rock.

He even picked up a peeled grape and placed it into his mouth in a leisurely manner.

"Alright."

"There is no need to be angry."