Angrily Rebuking Bai He for His Irresponsibility! The Speed Clan Breaks Down!

"What do you mean? One of us?"

Upon hearing this, Bai He seemed as though his brain had suddenly been electrified.

His expression instantly turned grave. Eyes wide, he stared at Song Ye warily.

It seemed he understood something now.

"Little Friend Song, I'm afraid you didn't come here merely to sell weapons, did you?"

The tone of Bai He's voice changed as well.

Song Ye nodded as he listened.

"That's right. I already said that one does not visit a sacred hall without cause."

"I also said that I came to bring benefits to the Speed Clan."

"Recently, I have been preparing to establish an independent faction of my own, with the ambition of conquering the world."

"And one of the foundations of that faction will be the various weapons I create!"

"Your Speed Clan is the most compatible with these weapons, and you are impoverished and without support. If we joined forces, wouldn't we be perfectly suited to each other, like fish in water?"

As Song Ye spoke, he sat up straighter. Unnoticed, an imperial aura gradually seeped from him.

Upon hearing this, Bai He's earlier solemnity turned into displeasure.

He immediately slammed a palm onto the table and angrily rebuked him.

"I was wondering where such a good deal came from! So you came here to plot against the Speed Clan!"

"Little Friend Song, the Speed Clan has no interest in becoming anyone's subordinate!"

Song Ye was unafraid. "Clan Chief Bai, there's no need to get so angry. Don't smash your own table."

"After all, the Speed Clan's assets are dwindling. Every broken item means one less possession."

"If you sold this table later, it might fetch a few Silver Soul Coins—perhaps enough to let the old and young of the clan have a few mouthfuls of soup."

"You—!"

Hearing such mockery, Bai He grew even angrier.

"Even if the Speed Clan is miserable and poor, we will never accept handouts from outsiders!"

"Then was the Breaking Clan's charity the price you paid?" Song Ye retorted.

"I, this..."

Bai He froze. How did this fellow know about the Speed Clan's situation? Had he investigated them beforehand?

Bai He snorted coldly. "The Breaking Clan are our comrades. When have they ever been outsiders?"

"The Breaking Clan and the Speed Clan only became comrades because they were both affiliated with the Clear Sky Sect."

Song Ye said, "The Clear Sky Sect caused the Speed Clan to decline to this state, yet Clan Chief Bai still speaks of comrades. Could it be that you still cherish thoughts of the Clear Sky Sect?"

"If that is truly the case, then everyone in the Speed Clan—men, women, old, and young—must be utterly disheartened!"

"Who said I still care about the Clear Sky Sect?! In any case, the Breaking Clan are close friends of my clan. It has nothing to do with the Clear Sky Sect!"

Bai He was nearly frightened by this as well. Where exactly had this brat come from?

Earlier, he had seemed cultured and refined, as though he were a well-read, reasonable young man. Bai He had practically been charmed by him.

Yet now, he could be so forceful. Every sentence drove wedges between Bai He and his clansmen, forcing him to follow Song Ye's line of argument.

Was this really a nine-year-old child?

After arguing those two sentences, Bai He nearly felt a chill run down his back.

Song Ye remained perfectly calm and simply continued.

"If it has nothing to do with the Clear Sky Sect, then why, after the Clear Sky Sect abandoned you, has Clan Chief Bai continued waiting for its return?"

Bai He said, "When have I ever waited for the Clear Sky Sect to return?!"

Song Ye chuckled. "The Speed Clan used to depend on the Clear Sky Sect for support, yet the Clear Sky Sect abandoned you. Still, the Speed Clan never became self-reliant!"

"You do not engage in production, seek financial resources, provide for the elderly and children, or pursue development!"

"You live off aid all day and earn not a single coin! Aren't you simply waiting for the Clear Sky Sect to return, lead you back by the leash, and continue supporting you?"

"Bullshit!!"

Those words, especially the phrase "lead you back by the leash," struck a nerve in Bai He!

Wasn't that directly calling them the Clear Sky Sect's dogs?

Although Bai He was related to Tang Hao, had the Clear Sky Sect's heartlessness not wounded him?

Moreover, the Speed Clan's miserable circumstances were all caused by the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall!

How could he admit that he still had any connection to the Clear Sky Sect?!

Bai He immediately roared.

"We are the Speed Clan! Are we supposed to seek out those lowly jobs, earn a little money, and cast aside our dignity?!"

"So Clan Chief Bai is truly willing to let his own clansmen slowly starve to death?"

Song Ye spoke again, every sentence a devastating blow.

Bai He clenched his teeth and fists. Song Ye had completely ignited his fury.

Bai He was even afraid himself. This brat was truly terrifying—just a few words could stir his emotions so thoroughly.

Faced with such accusations, he could not simply refuse to explain himself.

Bai He swept his gaze around, afraid that the other clansmen would be swayed by those words.

He hurriedly said, "Song Ye, you are trying to sow discord!"

"As the clan chief, how could I possibly let my clansmen go hungry? Could I harm the Speed Clan?!"

Song Ye found that rather amusing.

He did not argue. Instead, he looked at Bai Chenxiang beside him and asked softly.

"Chenxiang, when was the last time you ate meat?"

Bai Chenxiang was somewhat stunned by the question. Ate meat?

As the clan chief's daughter, although the Speed Clan was poor and she could not eat meat every day, eating it once every couple of days should not have been difficult, right?

Yet the answer was no longer important.

What mattered was that the moment Song Ye asked that question, Bai He's heart sank.

Whether Bai Chenxiang ate meat once every two days or once a day—

For the granddaughter of a Soul Douluo to be unable even to eat meat freely was enough to make her the laughingstock of the entire continent.

Especially since Dugu Bo cooperated with Song Ye at that moment.

"It is no matter. If this little girl lacks meat to eat, this old man does not lack such a small amount of money."

"This old man also has a granddaughter. Even before I became a Title Douluo, I did my utmost to care for her. She could never finish all the Soul Beast meat she ate."

"Little girl, how about Grandpa Dugu buys you meat from now on?"

As he spoke, he put on an incomparably kindly expression, as though he truly wished to care for Bai Chenxiang.

But the moment Bai He saw it, he naturally understood that this was not concern at all—it was a knife twisted in the heart!

Bai He clenched both fists tightly and stared dead at Song Ye.

With a Title Douluo beside him, he could not make a move.

Especially after those words were spoken, Bai He noticed that the surrounding members of the Speed Clan were all swallowing saliva at the mention of meat.

Bai He knew that his clansmen had already been tempted!

Even if he wanted to rage, he no longer had the standing to do so!

Because Song Ye's words were completely correct!

In the end, Bai He punched his own thigh and asked through suppressed fury.

"Enough!"

"Senior Dugu, there is no need to keep attacking our hearts like this!"

"I, I..."

Bai He was still breathing heavily. His chest was full of rage, and only by forcefully holding it down could he speak.

"I truly have not done well as clan chief, allowing my clansmen to go hungry!"

"But we also have dignity!"

"Oh, really?" Song Ye continued.

"So even if your common people freeze and starve to death, your hearts remain free? The Speed Clan is still the beacon of the Soul Master world?"

"Clan Chief Bai is the clan chief. No matter how poorly things go, you can still maintain your standard of living."

"But when the old and young of your clan lack clothes and food, Clan Chief Bai is nowhere to be seen?"

"Clan Chief Bai, do you know how much a bundle of steamed buns costs outside now? Fifty Copper Soul Coins! You could not even hold them all in one hand!"

"In such times, you still refuse to make progress and do not care whether your clansmen live or die!"

"By that reasoning, I suppose Clan Chief Bai does not love the Speed Clan all that much either?"

"You! You silver-tongued brat! You stinking little brat, you are only nine years old—how can your words be so sharp!"

"You... you!!"

The more Bai He listened, the more infuriated he became. He had only just finished explaining himself, yet Song Ye had immediately mocked him again.

His lungs were about to burst with rage, but he had no way to refute him!

The more he looked around, the more he saw his clansmen questioning him!

Bai He began to panic. If this fellow kept talking, what if the clansmen truly rebelled?

And it was not just the clansmen. Even Bai He himself began to feel that the other party was right as he listened.

For some reason, whenever this child spoke, his words carried an innate power to incite others!

He was like a born leader—whatever he said seemed to become the truth!

Bai He could not help beginning to reflect on himself. Had he truly done something wrong? Had he truly harmed the Speed Clan?

Bai He looked at Song Ye, his entire body trembling and short of breath. He could no longer summon any will to resist...