A Dog Without a Home! Let Your Daddy Wu Teach You Humility with His Slaps!

"Y-You bastard! Get the hell off me!"

Dai Mubai's face was unrecognizable beneath Lin Wu's foot, his eyes erupting with hysterical humiliation and madness.

As a prince of the Star Luo Empire, when had he ever suffered such humiliation under someone's crotch?

Under the intense provocation, Dai Mubai's third purple soul ring suddenly lit up and flashed wildly!

His muscles rapidly swelled, and a dazzling golden sheen spread across his skin. He forcibly rose to his feet against the crushing pressure around him.

"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Dai Mubai's face twisted savagely, his tiger claws carrying the desperate killing intent of a final gamble.

He tried to find an opening to unleash the still-condensing White Tiger Fierce Light Wave in his mouth, intending to blast Lin Wu into pieces like a madman!

"You still dare to try something?"

Lin Wu looked down at him from above, his gaze cold as iron.

Now that Dai Mubai was struggling on the verge of death, Lin Wu could not even be bothered to summon his martial soul.

Just as the golden beam was about to burst from Dai Mubai's mouth—

Lin Wu kicked with one foot, neatly sending Dai Mubai flying into the air, then backhanded him with a resounding slap!

Smack—!

A crisp, earth-shaking crack suddenly exploded through the hall.

The golden protective light Dai Mubai had been so proud of was as fragile as thin paper before Lin Wu's seemingly casual slap, collapsing in an instant.

That palm carried an unstoppable gale of force, forcibly slapping the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, which had yet to fully form in Dai Mubai's mouth, right back down his throat!

"Argh—!"

Amid his scream, Dai Mubai's burly body spun through the air from the force of the slap.

With a thunderous crash, he smashed straight through the Rose Hotel's exquisite stained-glass window.

Like a kite with its string cut, he spiraled out from the third floor and slammed heavily into the middle of the bustling street outside, sending dust flying everywhere.

Soto City's streets instantly descended into chaos. Shards of glass rained through the air as onlooking pedestrians screamed and gasped, scrambling out of the way.

Lin Wu leisurely leaped down through the shattered window, his robes fluttering as he landed lightly.

The setting sun cast its afterglow over his upright figure, making him resemble a noble king who held all life and death in his hands.

He walked straight to the edge of the crater and looked down at Dai Mubai, whose face was covered in blood, one side grotesquely swollen and most of his teeth knocked out.

Then he raised his foot and unceremoniously stepped on Dai Mubai's once-proud face, ruthlessly grinding his cheek into the dirt with the sole of his shoe.

Lin Wu bent down slightly and narrowed his eyes at the lingering phantom of the Evil-Eyed White Tiger around Dai Mubai. A teasing curve appeared on his lips.

"Tsk... judging by this White Tiger martial soul of yours, and those distinctive mismatched eyes...

"If I'm not mistaken, you're from the Star Luo royal family, aren't you?"

The instant he heard the words "Star Luo royal family"—

Dai Mubai, who had been struggling violently, froze as if struck by lightning. His pupils abruptly shrank to pinpoints!

An icy terror shot from his spine straight to his head!

"Y-You... who are you?!"

Ignoring the agonizing pain in his face, Dai Mubai stared at Lin Wu with unprecedented horror and despair in his eyes.

His mind raced wildly, immediately recalling the Star Luo Empire's cruel and merciless system of succession!

Was it... Dai Weisi?!

Had his dear brother sent an assassin after him?!

"Dai Weisi sent you, didn't he?! He's already chased me all the way to Fasno Province?!

"He won't even leave me a way to live?!"

Dai Mubai roared himself hoarse, veins bulging across his forehead as years of being hunted plunged him into overwhelming PTSD and terror.

At the same time, Tang Hao, concealed in the shadows, heard Lin Wu's words, and his previously indifferent gaze suddenly sharpened.

The old father raised an imperceptible brow, his formidable spiritual power instantly sweeping outward.

He carefully examined Dai Mubai's martial soul characteristics and the soul power surrounding him.

And when he looked closely, Tang Hao was secretly startled as well—

This White Tiger martial soul was indeed extraordinarily pure, even carrying a trace of royal pressure. It truly was the symbol of the Star Luo Dai clan's direct imperial bloodline!

This brat... his eye for detail is really that sharp? After only exchanging blows for a moment, he could see through the other party's royal background at a glance?

Tang Hao's wariness toward Lin Wu deepened by several degrees.

Meanwhile, Lin Wu watched Dai Mubai's terrified, panic-stricken appearance, like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring. His smile became even more mocking and sarcastic.

"Sent by your brother? You think far too highly of yourself—and of him.

"First of all, your brother does not even see you as a rival. Second, he isn't worthy of ordering me around!"

Lin Wu stood over Dai Mubai with his foot on his face, shaking his head with undisguised contempt in his eyes.

"A mangy sick cat that can't even bare its claws, and you dare bark in front of me?

"Looking at you, a dog without a home, I could have guessed it with my toes!"

"Still not convinced?"

A cruel smile tugged at Lin Wu's lips. He bent down and yanked Dai Mubai out of the crater with one hand, as though lifting a dead dog.

The next second, a barrage of slaps that made one's teeth ache exploded like raindrops!

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Lin Wu could not even be bothered to coat his hand in soul power. Using nothing but his bare palm, he wildly slapped Dai Mubai's face left and right.

With every slap, Dai Mubai's once fairly handsome face swelled further, blood and broken teeth spraying through the air.

"A Star Luo prince, are you?"

Smack!

"You ran to Soto City to whore around because you couldn't face reality, is that it?"

Smack!

"You abandoned the fiancée you were betrothed to, ran here claiming you were escaping reality, and spent every day at hotels with women in both arms, drowning in luxury and pleasure... You think that makes you carefree?"

Smack!

"But really, you're just a coward who doesn't even dare face his fears!"

Every sentence from Lin Wu was followed by a vicious slap, beating Dai Mubai until his head spun.

His eardrums throbbed with pain, and he was beaten into a misshapen, mud-sculpted pig head.

At first, Dai Mubai had tried to endure it with the pride of a prince.

But beneath Lin Wu's overwhelming violence and icy mockery, especially when he heard the words "Star Luo prince" and "fiancée"—

The last remnants of his false pride were crushed so completely that not even scraps remained.

His entire body trembled violently, his eyes filled with shame, fear, and despair that had nowhere to hide.

This youth had not only seen through his background, but had stripped bare the cowardice and incompetence buried deepest within his heart!

"Stop hitting me... stop... please, stop hitting me..."

Dai Mubai's vision had gone black from the beating. His arms hung limply at his sides as he finally let out a slurred plea for mercy.

He collapsed on the ground, releasing choked, whimpering howls. Not a trace remained of his previous arrogant, overbearing air.

"A spineless coward like you, one who only knows how to run away—what right do you have to be proud?"

Lin Wu casually tossed the unrecognizable Dai Mubai to the ground, then looked down at him as he dusted off his hands. His tone was calm, but every word pierced the heart.

"Today, your Daddy Wu will teach you for free—when you have neither strength nor backbone on this continent, exactly how you should learn humility."

Looking at Dai Mubai curled into a trembling ball on the ground, Lin Wu sneered and turned away.

Tang San immediately and obediently offered him a damp, fragrant handkerchief. With a pained expression, she gently wiped Lin Wu's fingers and said softly, "Master, you worked hard. Beating up that rotten pig head dirtied Master's hands."

Tang Hao, who had silently watched everything from the shadows, gave Lin Wu a long look, the curve of his lips exceedingly complicated.

This brat was not only ruthless and merciless, but had also seen through the other party's background at a glance.

Tang Hao silently sighed. In that moment, the vigilance and caution he had held toward Lin Wu quietly turned into an awe he could not help but acknowledge.

The future of Douluo Continent... might truly be trampled beneath this brat's feet.