A Classic Scene of Filial Piety and Paternal Love, Good Thing My Dad Is Dying!

"Hiss..." Xue Ye gasped, his expression incredibly complex.

"This... this is already Level 90?"

Shock, jealousy, resentment—in the end, only endless bitterness remained.

Why should I?!

Why does this old bastard have such damn luck?!

Dai Tianfeng slowly opened his eyes, feeling the unprecedented, surging, and vast Soul Power within his body, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

He kowtowed heavily in Lin Feng's direction.

"Thank you so much for saving me, senior!"

After thanking him, he suddenly stood up, no longer bothering to pretend!

In a single stride, Dai Tianfeng rushed to Xue Ye's side, ignoring the latter's murderous glare, and with a loud "bang," his thick arm heavily wrapped around Xue Ye's shoulder.

The force was so strong it almost shattered Xue Ye's old bones.

"Oh dear, Brother Xue!"

Dai Tianfeng's face was beaming with a smug, almost blindingly bright smile, the kind of smile that comes from the extreme of a petty person's triumph.

"You were right, absolutely right!"

He leaned close to Xue Ye's ear and spoke in a voice loud enough for half the restaurant to hear, almost roaring.

The most important thing in life is to be happy!

"Sigh, look, I've accidentally broken through Level 90!"

Dai Tianfeng pointed to his nose, his face full of smug satisfaction, as if to say, "Look at me, envy me!"

"I'm so happy, why... do you not seem so happy for me?"

The Xue Ye's teeth were grinding together, making a rattling sound.

He felt like his back teeth were about to be crushed.

Happy?

I'm so happy, you son of a bitch!

Xue Ye's chest heaved violently, and a mouthful of blood churned in his throat, almost spitting it all over Dai Tianfeng's face.

But he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

What could he say?

Did you say you were going crazy with jealousy?

No!

The dignity of an emperor will not allow it!

He could only watch helplessly as Dai Tianfeng jumped around and showed off wildly in front of him.

His old face turned bright red, then purple, and finally blue, as if a dye shop had been opened.

However, just as Dai Tianfeng was immersed in the double joy of breaking through and humiliating his mortal enemy, he did not notice that behind him, his own son Dai Weisi's face was even more unpleasant than that of Xue Ye.

Title Douluo!

Father is about to become a Title Douluo!

An ordinary titled Douluo can easily live to be over a hundred years old.

My father was already well-preserved, and now with this further improvement, he should have at least another seventy or eighty years to live!

Seventy or eighty years...

Dai Weisi's heart sank lower and lower.

Without an extraordinary stroke of luck in his life, it's uncertain whether he could even break through to the Title Douluo.

Maybe...

I might even die before my father!

Then what the hell is the point of inheriting the throne?!

The thought of this possibility made Dai Weisi feel utterly hopeless, and even the delicious food in front of him tasted bland.

On the other side...

The Xue Beng, who had just been helped up from the ground, had a head swollen like a pig's head and a somewhat unfocused gaze.

Although he was beaten senseless, he was clearly not completely turned into a pig yet.

He looked at Dai Weisi's constipated expression, as if his parents had died, and then at his father, Xue Ye, who, although furious, was ultimately old, with a wrinkled face and completely white hair.

In comparison, the two are...

A strange, twisted sense of relief welled up inside him.

Driven by the invisible force of "True Self Liberation," this heartfelt thought was uttered without any processing by the brain.

A murmur, clearly audible to everyone present and plunging the entire restaurant into a deathly silence, floated out clearly from his swollen, sausage-like mouth.

"Fine..."

"Thank goodness my dad's dying..."

Upon hearing this,

The entire hotel was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

In an instant, everyone's gaze shifted to Xue Beng's pig-like face.

Especially Xue Ye himself.

His old face, already pale with Dai Tianfeng, turned deathly pale the instant he heard those words.

Dai Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, then, as if afraid that he would laugh out loud and ruin the wonderful atmosphere, he quickly stretched out his large, fan-like hand and covered his mouth tightly.

But his violently shaking shoulders and his eyes, almost squinting into slits, clearly revealed the ecstasy he felt at that moment.

Good show!

A truly spectacular show is about to begin!

The Xue Ye stiffly lowered his head inch by inch, his cloudy eyes filled with bloodshot veins, staring intently at his bewildered pig-headed son on the ground.

His voice was so soft it sounded like it was being squeezed out between his teeth, yet it carried a chill that could freeze a person to death.

"What... did you just say?"

Faced with her father's murderous gaze, Xue Beng's body instinctively trembled.

But under the immense power of "True Self Liberation," his pitiful will to survive was utterly powerless to overcome his truest inner thoughts.

He even thought about it very seriously, and then, in an almost explanatory tone, he honestly said...

"I said... it's a good thing you're about to die."

Boom!

If the previous sentence was a murmur, this sentence was a thunderbolt, striking straight at the crown of the Xue Ye!

Xue Ye swayed, almost losing his balance.

He looked at his "frank" son, seemingly trying to find a trace of a joke on his face.

However, what Xue Beng next completely shattered his last shred of hope.

"Father, you think about it."

Xue Beng's tone was so serious, so matter-of-fact.

"If you were to break through to become a Title Douluo like Dai Tianfeng and live for another hundred or two hundred years, I probably wouldn't be able to become emperor in my lifetime."

"It's fine as it is now, I'll endure it for a few more years..."

Smack!

A slap louder than any before landed squarely on Xue Beng's face!

Xue Ye was truly enraged at this moment. He used all his strength in this slap, which sent Xue Beng rolling twice on the ground, seeing stars.

"The traitor!"

"You unfilial son!!"

Xue Ye pointed at him, trembling with rage, his chest heaving violently. He almost fainted on the spot because he couldn't catch his breath.

"How could I... how could I have given birth to such a disloyal and unfilial child?!"

"Hahaha... hahahahaha!!"

Dai Tianfeng could no longer hold back.

He slapped his thigh and burst into deafening laughter, filled with boundless schadenfreude; he almost laughed until tears streamed down his face.

"I can't take it anymore... I can't take it anymore, this is hilarious!"

He laughed wildly as he pointed at Xue Ye and his son, speaking breathlessly.

"Xue Ye, oh Xue Ye, listen to this! Listen to the utter nonsense your good son is spouting!"

"A genius! An absolute genius, unparalleled in history!"

Dai Tianfeng laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight, and he didn't forget to put down his son.

"Weiss! Look! Look closely!"

"This is the future heir of the Heaven Dou Empire! He actually hopes his own father dies sooner!"

"You absolutely must never follow his example, do you hear me?!"