Love-Struck Brain vs. Sect Master, Another Table Destroyed!

"Enough!"

A thunderous roar exploded in the hall, the terrifying sound waves even causing dust to fall from the beams and pillars.

Yu Yuanzhen, who had been sitting upright in the main seat, trying to maintain the demeanor of the sect leader, was finally ignited by Liu Erlong's words "impotent rage."

Bang!

The brand-new obsidian round table in front of him, which had just been replaced that morning, shattered under his bulging, veiny iron hands, as if struck head-on by a battering ram, instantly turning into a pile of pebbles of varying sizes.

An elder in charge of the sect's finances twitched violently at the corner of his eye, instinctively clutching his chest. He felt a sudden darkness engulf him and nearly fainted on the spot.

What a tragedy!

This is a whole piece of obsidian that was transported from the Far North at great expense! With the carving and polishing by the sect's top craftsmen, a large sum of Gold Soul Coin has been spent on it!

This month's sect budget... is going to be over budget again!

As the table shattered, a domineering dragon's might, unique to top-tier Power Attack System titled Douluo, swept through the entire council hall like a tsunami bursting its banks! The air instantly became viscous, as if solidified into amber, and a faint, metallic scent of lightning entered everyone's nostrils.

Who do you think you are?!

Yu Yuanzhen jumped up from his chair, his burly body trembling slightly with extreme anger. He stretched out his finger and pointed it at Liu Erlong's nose from a distance, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a chilling intent.

"A bastard who has tainted the noble bloodline of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! How dare you shout at me?!"

"Who gave you the guts!"

The reason he didn't make a move from the beginning wasn't because he had a good temper.

It was all because Liu Erlong was, after all, the daughter of his second brother Yu Luomian; because her cultivation as Soul Saint was considered a decent fighting force; and even more so because Yu Xiaogang, that rebellious son, had truly wronged her.

Otherwise, anyone else would have shown him the true fury of Thunder Douluo the moment the other person pointed their finger at him!

But now, this Liu Erlong dares to take advantage of me again and again!

If he could still tolerate this, then he wouldn't be the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen!

The terrifying pressure, like a solid mountain, pressed down heavily on Liu Erlong's body, causing her bones to creak under the weight.

Normally, this oppressive aura alone would have been enough to immobilize her, or even force her to kneel down on the spot.

But at this moment, Liu Erlong's heart was filled with worry for Yu Xiaogang and overwhelming anger, and he actually managed to withstand this pressure!

Instead of backing down, she straightened her almost broken spine, her beautiful eyes burning with a mad flame, and bravely met Yu Yuanzhen's murderous gaze.

"I am a bastard!"

Her voice trembled slightly from the immense pressure she was under, but her tone grew sharper and more resolute!

"But even I, this bastard, know how to disregard everything for my lover!"

And what about you?!

Despite the suffocating pressure, she took a difficult step forward, as if she were using all her strength to roar out the questions weighing on her heart.

"You, the high and mighty sect leader, the father, what can you do besides slamming the table and raging incompetence?!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of all the elders in the hall turned deathly pale.

Even the finance elder, who had just been feeling sorry for the table, forgot about his Gold Soul Coin and stared at this audacious woman in horror.

This is insane!

This woman is truly insane! She's forcing the sect leader to kill her!

"Presumptuous!"

Yu Luomian could no longer bear to watch.

He was afraid that if his daughter continued talking, his Big Brother would really disregard everything and slap her to death on the spot!

"Smack!"

A crisp, loud slap echoed abruptly in the hall, even drowning out the lingering thunder in the air.

Yu Luomian slapped Liu Erlong hard across the face, so hard that blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Liu Erlong staggered from the slap, his head buzzing, his face burning with pain, and his resolute aura that had been resisting the oppressive force dissipated.

She stared at her biological father in disbelief.

However, Yu Luomian didn't even glance at her, but instead bowed deeply to Yu Yuanzhen.

"Big Brother, please calm down!"

"Erlong is immature and blinded by love. Please don't take it to heart!"

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and shouted at Liu Erlong, who was still in a daze.

"You unfilial daughter! You know nothing, yet you spout nonsense and spout rubbish!"

"Big Brother dispatched the sect's most elite Shadow Guards early this morning to rescue Yu Xiaogang!"

"Do you think you're the only one worried about him?!"

Yu Luomian's voice was like a sudden, sharp rebuke.

The anger and determination on Liu Erlong's face froze instantly.

What did she... what did she say?

Did they send someone to rescue them?

Her brain briefly went blank because of this sudden message.

"Guards!" Upon seeing this, Yu Luomian immediately shouted towards the door, "Take this rebellious daughter away and lock her in the solitary confinement room. Let her reflect on her actions!"

"Yes!"

Two sect guards rushed in immediately and grabbed Liu Erlong's arms, one on each side.

Yu Luomian then turned to Yu Yuanzhen, whose expression had softened slightly, and looked at him with a face full of apology.

"Big Brother, she's still young and doesn't know the rules, you..."

"Snort!"

Yu Yuanzhen coldly, flicked his sleeves, and sat back down in his chair, no longer looking at Liu Erlong.

A storm that could have resulted in bloodshed seemed to have subsided just like that.

Liu Erlong, this pure love-struck fool, finally snapped out of his daze after hearing the message that "people have already been sent to rescue them."

She was not angry about being put in solitary confinement.

He didn't feel any fear after his impulsive actions.

She even forgot that her face was still burning with pain.

The moment she heard that Yu Xiaogang had been rescued, her entire aura deflated.

The anger and determination that had sustained her against the entire sect vanished.

Instead, there was a deep, heartfelt sigh of relief.

She went limp and let the two guards carry her out, a hint of relief on her face.

But just as she was about to be dragged out of the hall...

She started struggling again.

"Etc!"

"I'm not leaving! I'm going to wait here for Yu Xiaogang to come back!"

The two guards exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat troubled.

Yu Luomian's temples throbbed with veins, and he was about to have another attack.

But just then...

"Report!"

A piercing, shrill scream, filled with a sob, shot in from outside the door like an arrow!

One of the disciples in charge of intelligence scrambled to his knees in the center of the hall with a thud, not even having time to bow. His face was ashen with terror.

"Sect Master! Something terrible has happened!"

The atmosphere in the hall, which had just eased, instantly froze again.

Yu Yuanzhen's heart skipped a beat; an unprecedented sense of foreboding coiled around his heart like a venomous snake.

"What's the panic! Speak slowly!"

The disciple suddenly raised his head, his face completely drained of color, and screamed in a voice that sounded like he was about to collapse.

"The sect sent a team to rescue Yu Xiaogang..."

"We don't know who attacked us... They're all... They're all dead! Not a single one... They haven't come back!"