The moment Tang Yu locked his gaze onto him, Yu Yuanzhen felt every hair on his body stand on end.
In that instant, he sensed the aura of death.
It was as if he were being stared down by a primordial behemoth; even moving a finger would require every ounce of his strength.
Yu Yuanzhen no longer cared about the dignity of a clan master.
He sprang from his chair like a coiled spring, his movement so violent that the chair behind him toppled to the ground.
Ignoring the fallen chair, Yu Yuanzhen scrambled and crawled his way out of the crowd.
He sprinted until he was a dozen meters from the high platform, then his knees gave way, and he slammed heavily onto the ground.
BANG! The sound of his knees striking the stone slabs made onlookers wince in sympathy.
Yu Yuanzhen pressed his palms to the floor, his forehead glued to the cold bluestone, his voice trembling with terror.
"Your Highness, please see the truth!"
"There is absolutely no such thing! The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is loyal to Your Highness; we harbor not a shred of disrespect!"
Yu Yuanzhen gasped for air, frantically trying to distance himself from the situation.
He lifted his head and pointed a trembling finger at Yu Xiaogang, who stood to the side.
"This man is named Yu Xiaogang. Though he is of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he left the sect years ago to wander due to his dull aptitude."
"Every word he just uttered is nothing but his own insane ramblings!"
"It has nothing to do with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
"I beg Your Highness, do not punish the thousands of elderly, women, and children of my clan because of this beast!"
After finishing, Yu Yuanzhen kowtowed heavily several times, his forehead quickly bruising a deep purple.
Once he finished, Yu Yuanzhen spun around abruptly.
He glared at Yu Xiaogang as if looking at the man who had murdered his father.
If looks could kill, Yu Xiaogang would have been sliced into a thousand pieces by now.
"You wretched spawn!"
Yu Yuanzhen extended a shaking finger, pointing it at Yu Xiaogang's nose as he cursed.
"Look at the catastrophe you have brought upon us!"
"If you want to die, go find a secluded spot and slit your own throat—don't drag the clan down with you!"
Trembling with rage, Yu Yuanzhen issued a final, desperate order.
"Now, kneel before me this instant!"
"Crawl to His Highness and kowtow for forgiveness!"
"If His Highness grants you a clean death, that is your fortune; if he chooses to skin you alive, that is your own doing!"
"Are you not going to kneel yet!"
Yu Yuanzhen's roar tore at his throat, leaving the ears of those nearby ringing.
Yu Xiaogang stood his ground, watching his own father in such a pathetic, groveling state.
Far from having any intention to kneel, he straightened his back.
In that moment, he felt even taller than his father, a Super Douluo.
Yu Xiaogang wiped the residual blood from the corner of his mouth, his face set with the resolve of a martyr.
"I am not wrong."
Meeting Yu Yuanzhen's murderous glare, Yu Xiaogang replied, enunciating every word.
"Every word I spoke came from the bottom of my heart, all for the sake of the common people."
"It is Tang Yu who is cruel and tyrannical; it is he who acts against the heavens."
"He is the one who is wrong, not me!"
Yu Xiaogang held his head high, not even sparing a glance at Tang Yu on the high platform.
"I, Yu Xiaogang, stand upright between heaven and earth. I have pursued the truth my entire life and will never bow or kneel to a thug like him!"
"You fear death, but I do not!"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's unrepentant words, Yu Yuanzhen fell into despair.
He knew that if this matter were not resolved today, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would be nothing but ruins by tomorrow.
The blades of the Black Horse Iron Cavalry would show them no mercy.
Yu Yuanzhen slowly stood up.
The terror and rage on his face faded, replaced by an absolute, chilling indifference.
He looked at Yu Xiaogang as if he were looking at a lifeless object of no consequence.
Yu Yuanzhen took a deep breath, infusing his voice with soul power to ensure that everyone present could hear him clearly.
"Good, good, good!"
Yu Yuanzhen repeated the word three times, his tone as cold and hard as iron.
"Since you are stubborn and bent on seeking your own death."
"Then today, before all the heroes of the world, I, Yu Yuanzhen, shall purge the clan!"
Yu Yuanzhen raised his right hand, fingers pressed together like a sword, pointing straight at the sky.
"From this moment on, Yu Xiaogang is officially expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
"His surname is stripped, and his name is struck from the genealogy!"
"He is no longer a son of mine, Yu Yuanzhen, nor is he a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"His life, his death, and any disaster he may invite upon himself henceforth shall have nothing to do with my sect!"
After finishing these words, Yu Yuanzhen turned toward the high platform and bowed deeply.
"For such a rebellious wretch, whether he is to be killed or carved up is entirely at the Prince Wuyang's discretion; the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan shall not interfere in the slightest!"
Yu Yuanzhen's declaration rang out across the plaza like a thunderclap on a clear day.
The entire crowd was in an uproar.
Everyone was stunned.
The guests widened their eyes, and the sound of their whispering finally rose into an uncontrollable buzz.
That was the flesh and blood of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan master!
No matter how useless Yu Xiaogang was, or what a laughingstock he had become, he still carried the purest bloodline of the Upper Three Sects.
Even a tiger would not devour its own cubs.
Yet today, right here in the plaza of the Blue Silver King Mansion.
Just because of a single, casual question from Prince Wuyang.
The master of one of the dignified Upper Three Sects had been frightened into severing his father-son relationship in public.
He had personally cast his own son out, pushing him toward his death.
Such an event was an unprecedented anomaly in the entire history of the Douluo Continent.
Many people stole glances at Tang Yu, who sat in the main seat.
Looking at that excessively young man, the awe in everyone's hearts climbed once again to an unreachable height.
A single disagreement could force the world's number one support sect to kneel and offer treasures.
A single casual sentence could make the most arrogant Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan master personally discard his own son.
What immense power this was!
What terrifying might!
The moment Yu Xiaogang heard he had been expelled from the sect, he froze.
He stared blankly at Yu Yuanzhen, his mouth slightly agape, unable to make a sound for a long time.
He had always believed that no matter how much trouble he caused, he would always have the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as his backing.
Even if his father scolded him, he would never abandon him in a life-or-death situation.
But now.
The protective umbrella that had covered him since childhood had been torn to shreds by Yu Yuanzhen's own hands.
A bone-chilling cold surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and Yu Xiaogang's legs finally began to tremble uncontrollably.
He stood alone in the center of the crowd, surrounded by gazes filled with mockery and pity.
The shell of the so-called "Number One Theory Master of the Continent" finally shattered into dust before this cruel reality.
Inside the entire Blue Silver King Mansion, only the wind flags high above continued to flutter tirelessly, making a rustling sound.
It masked the heavy breathing of those below, stifled by fear.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes suddenly turned blood-red.
He glared at Yu Yuanzhen, who was kneeling in the distance.
"Good! A truly righteous Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan master who puts justice before family!"
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, spitting blood and saliva onto the ground.
He turned abruptly, straightening his back in an attempt to appear taller.
"Even without the protection of the sect, I, Yu Xiaogang, will never bow my head to such a tyrant!"
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