"You..."
Yu Luomian had only just opened his mouth, the word "dare" not yet having left his throat.
"Second Master! You mustn't!"
"Second Master! Calm down!"
The two Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan elders closest to him turned pale as paper. As though they had seen a ghost, they locked onto his arms from either side and held him down with all their strength!
The force they used made it seem less like they were supporting him and more like they were desperately trying to stop a madman from jumping off a cliff.
"Let go!"
Yu Luomian trembled with rage. He felt that all the humiliation he had suffered in his life did not compare to what he had endured in this one night!
He was the second-in-command of the mighty Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, an eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo. First, someone had slapped him in public; then Tang Xiao, that traitor, had beaten him senseless; finally, some monster dressed as a worker had planted him in the ground!
And now, even Tang Xiao's useless, good-for-nothing nephew dared to ride roughshod over him!
He could not swallow this indignation!
"Second Master! Please calm your anger!" One elder leaned close to his ear, his voice trembling like a dead leaf in the cold wind. In a near-pleading, tearful tone, he spoke quickly in a low voice.
The elder's eyes were bloodshot. Terrified beyond measure, he cast a quick glance at the stunningly beautiful woman watching the show with great interest nearby, then immediately looked away again.
That lady?
Yu Luomian's movements froze for an instant.
His gaze, filled with fury and humiliation, slowly followed the elder's terrified line of sight. Then his body suddenly stiffened.
Though he could not sense any aura from her, his instincts told him that she was