At this moment, Yu Yuanzhen was extremely surprised. He had never expected his son to finally come to his senses.
This son had once been the deepest pain in his heart, as well as his greatest hope.
On the day Yu Xiaogang awakened his martial soul, the entire clan had waited to see the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan gain another genius. Instead, they got a pig that farted.
From then on, Yu Xiaogang became the shame of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a laughingstock for other sects to joke about over tea.
He had thought that after Yu Xiaogang got battered bloody out in the world, he would return in disgrace and beg for his protection. Then he would keep deluding himself with that pile of useless theories, continuing to live in the genius dream he had woven for himself, refusing to wake up.
He had waited for a long time, until he had nearly given up hope, yet he never expected to hear words like these.
His son was not asking him to step in and settle some trouble, nor was he asking him to use clan resources to support theoretical research. He was asking him to help find him a wife, have a son, and raise him well.
If those words had come from any of his other sons, he would have found them disappointing.
But coming from Yu Xiaogang, they felt like the most grounded thing this son had said in his entire life.
"You've thought it through?" Yu Yuanzhen asked, his voice as even as ever.
Hearing his father's words, Yu Xiaogang raised his head and met those imposing eyes that commanded authority without anger.
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, then finally said in a low voice, "Yes. Your son has thought it through."