On the dimly lit ground, Yu Tianlong and Yu Yuanzhen stared at each other. Neither spoke, and the air was thick with sorrow.
Tang Chen had given them only three minutes. Having known Tang Chen for a long time, Yu Tianlong knew very well that Tang Chen always meant what he said.
If he said three minutes, he would not spare even one extra second. After three minutes, he would not care what Yu Tianlong thought. What awaited him would undoubtedly be death beneath a hammer blow.
At that thought, Yu Tianlong's heart filled with bitterness. A level ninety-four Title Douluo had actually been reduced to being forced to commit suicide.
Fortunately, Tang Chen had come in the dead of night. If he had come during the day, then without question, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would have been utterly disgraced. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, would have become the laughingstock of Douluo Continent.
"I did not have much time left to begin with. I am merely leaving a little earlier. Yuanzhen, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will be in your hands from now on. Do not make the same mistakes I did."
Yu Tianlong looked at his son with great satisfaction. His son had already become a Title Douluo, so he had no regrets left in his heart.
"Father, at worst, we fight Tang Chen to the death! So what if he is a Douluo standing at the pinnacle? The two of us may not be without a chance if we join forces."
Yu Yuanzhen clenched his fists, his fingers digging into his flesh. Only such pain could keep him somewhat calm.
Over the past few years, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been constantly expanding outward.
With two