A True Man Should Be Like This! Zhu Zhuqing Completely Submits!

Zhu Zhuqing watched Tang Yu in silence, a complex mixture of emotions swirling within her.

Setting aside the coercive methods used, this man was not only peerless in strength among the younger generation, but his appearance was also matchlessly handsome.

Compared to Dai Mubai, who did nothing but chase skirts and flee from battle, he was countless times more outstanding.

Since she had already become his woman, she would simply stay in the Wuyang Marquis Mansion and live a quiet life from now on.

At the very least, no one here dared to attempt an assassination on her, and she could even receive personal cultivation guidance from such a powerful man.

Just as she was lost in thought, Tang Yu retracted his soul rings and turned to walk back to the bed.

He pulled back the quilt and lay down once more.

Zhu Zhuqing moved with great docility, taking the initiative to snuggle into his embrace.

Her exquisite face still bore a lingering flush, beautiful enough to keep one's eyes fixed upon her.

Tang Yu pulled her close, his hand sliding once again toward those alluring, slender legs, gently toying with her fair, rounded feet.

Feeling the warm touch on her ankle, Zhu Zhuqing's body trembled slightly, but she did not resist, merely burying her head deeper.

An ambiguous atmosphere once again permeated the room.

Before long, accompanied by a few soft moans, the two fell asleep in each other's arms.

Time flew by, and the news of the Star Luo Empire's defeat, ceding territory and paying reparations, spread across the entire Douluo Continent like a Category 12 hurricane.

The name of the Wuyang Marquis, Tang Yu, became the focal point of everyone's conversation.

On the border of the Heaven Dou Empire, inside a noisy tavern, the hall was bustling with sound as a group of soul masters and mercenaries sat together, gesturing wildly and talking loudly.

"Have you heard? Those bastards from the Star Luo Empire were beaten into submission this time!"

A burly man gulped down a mouthful of cheap ale and slammed the table in excitement.

"Who's to say otherwise! That Wuyang Marquis Tang Yu is simply a monster!"

"I heard he's only in his teens, yet he has already stepped into the realm of a Douluo, leading the Black Horse Iron Cavalry to trample ten major strongholds of the Star Luo Empire!"

"He scared the Star Luo Emperor so badly that he not only ceded land and paid reparations, but even sent his own prospective daughter-in-law over as a hostage."

A scrawny mercenary nearby chimed in with a look of longing.

"Now that's what you call a man! A real man should be like that!"

The atmosphere in the tavern grew increasingly heated, filled with awe and reverence for Tang Yu's fierce military achievements.

However, in the darkest corner of the tavern, a disheveled man wearing a tattered cloak and reeking of alcohol sat alone with his wine bowl.

Upon hearing the discussion, the hand holding the bowl paused abruptly.

Tang Hao raised his head, a trace of deep confusion flickering in his eyes beneath his messy hair.

"Tang Yu?"

He muttered the name to himself, his brows knitting tightly together.

This name was exactly the same as the eldest son he had abandoned all those years ago.

Over the years, Tang Hao had actually been secretly searching for that eldest son he had discarded.

The reason he wanted to find him was not out of any belated fatherly love, but because he had learned from an ancient text that by killing a biological son possessing the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline and sacrificing his blood, he could greatly accelerate the resurrection process of Ah Yin.

He had spent these years hiding in the shadows watching Tang San grow, and having developed deep paternal feelings for Tang San, he naturally could not bear to harm a single hair on his head.

But that eldest son, who had been thrown away since childhood, was different.

To him, that was nothing more than a tool to be sacrificed whenever necessary.

Tang Hao drained the strong liquor in his bowl, a chilling coldness flashing in his eyes.

Could that world-renowned Wuyang Marquis be the person he was looking for?

If it truly was him, then he could not be blamed for being ruthless as a father.

For the sake of Ah Yin being able to reshape her body, any sacrifice was worth it.

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being born into the Tang family; this is your fate!

Tang Hao calculated coldly in his heart, but he had no intention of setting off for the Wuyang Marquis Mansion immediately.

The internal injuries sustained from being hunted by the Martial Soul Hall years ago had yet to heal, and his current strength was greatly diminished; it was simply not suitable to clash head-on with such a rising powerhouse.

He decided to wait until his injuries recovered further before finding an opportunity to head to Heaven Dou City and properly test the waters.

Having made up his mind, Tang Hao pulled the brim of his cloak lower, hiding himself within the shadows.

Meanwhile.

Heaven Dou City, Blue Tyrant Academy.

The teachers and students of Shrek Academy were currently gathered in a spacious conference room.

Dai Mubai sat in a chair, his face pale and his expression desolate to the extreme.

He gripped his hair with both hands, looking utterly tormented.

"Boss Dai, what kind of crazy talk is this?"

Oscar's eyes widened, his voice rising an octave.

"You're saying Zhuqing was forcibly married by that Wuyang Marquis?"

Dai Mubai did not look up, merely nodding with immense heaviness.

This matter had weighed on his heart for several days; every night, the moment he closed his eyes, he would recall the arrogant, condescending face Tang Yu had worn on the academy plaza.

This humiliation tortured him to the point of madness, and in the end, he decided to tell the truth to everyone at Shrek.

Ma Hongjun, possessing the most explosive temper, jumped straight up from his chair.

The fatty pointed at Dai Mubai's nose and cursed him roundly.

"Boss Dai, are you even a man!"

"Zhuqing is your fiancée! You just watched her get forcibly taken away by someone else, and you didn't even dare to let out a peep?"

Accused by his own brother in such a manner, the suppressed anger and humiliation in Dai Mubai's heart erupted instantly.

He jerked his head up, his eyes bloodshot as he roared at Ma Hongjun.

"What do you know! What could I have done?"

"That is Tang Yu! That is a living Yama whom even our Star Luo Emperor has to bow his head to!"

"I go up to stop him? With what? Should I throw my life away to fill the gap?"

Dai Mubai's roar echoed through the conference room.

Ma Hongjun, who had been filled with righteous indignation just a moment ago, was instantly choked into silence.

The entire conference room plunged into a deathly stillness.

Everyone present felt as if a giant boulder were pressing down on their chests.

Tang Yu.

This name was now thunderous; who in the entire continent did not know it?

He was a ruthless, peerless figure who, by his own strength, had beaten an empire into submission.

They were just a group of little monsters who hadn't even reached the level of Soul Ancestor; in front of an existence of that caliber, they didn't even qualify to be cannon fodder.

Tang San, sitting to the side, furrowed his brows, rubbing his chin in deep thought.

"Tang Yu..."

He chewed on the name repeatedly in his mind, feeling that something about it was strange.

Oscar stomped his feet in place, anxious.

"No!"

"We can't just sit here and watch, can we? Zhuqing is a girl, and now that she's fallen into that person's hands, who knows how much she's suffering!"

"Let's go to the Wuyang Marquis Mansion right now and demand her back!"