Yu Xiaogang was extremely dissatisfied.
"Father, you can't do this."
Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly.
"As the son of Yu Yuanzhen, you're still only level twenty-nine. It's already merciful enough that I haven't scolded you. And now you want to get entangled with your cousin? You're utterly incorrigible."
Truly, rotten wood could not be carved.
Sigh, I, Yu Yuanzhen, enjoyed a lifetime of prestige. How could I have such a stupid son?
This infuriates me to death.
Yu Xiaogang protested.
"Father, then we simply won't have children. Why are you so angry?"
If their bloodline could not be passed on, then they simply would not have children. It was no big deal.
His father clearly just did not want Erlong to be with him.
"You need to understand that you are Yu Yuanzhen's son. How would it sound if word got out that you were with your own sister?"
"Is that appropriate for someone of your status? You absolutely cannot act recklessly."
Yu Yuanzhen's expression was exceptionally furious. How could he have no sense of shame at all?
If Liu Erlong were not from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and had no blood relation to him,
then he would definitely raise both hands and feet in support of this marriage. But Liu Erlong simply could not do this.
One could not have both fish and bear's paw. Moreover, Liu Erlong and Flender could achieve a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Xiaogang.
If they continued to coordinate and waited for the two of them to break through to Soul Saint, their Martial Soul Fusion Skill could rival the strength of a Soul Douluo, or even a Titled Douluo.
That would also indirectly enhance Yu Xiaogang's strength, making him not quite a complete good-for-nothing.
But the two of them should not have