Dugu Bo understood his granddaughter's feelings, and for a moment, he fell silent as well.
He had never imagined that he, the Poison Douluo whose name resounded across the Douluo Continent, a man whom others had always scrambled to please,
would find his own granddaughter in a situation where she had to accept other women and give up any claim to being her lover's sole favorite...
At that thought, a jumble of emotions surged through Dugu Bo's heart.
With a complicated look in his eyes, Dugu Bo gently stroked Dugu Yan's dark hair with his broad, calloused hand. Guilt welled up in his gaze as he reproached himself. "Yanyan, your grandfather wasn't capable enough. I've let you suffer..."
I'm getting old...
Dugu Bo gave a bitter inward smile, his heart heavy with guilt.
If he had worked harder in his youth, advanced his cultivation another step, and built up a stronger power base, would his granddaughter have had to lower herself and bend to accommodate others like this?
At least, that was how Dugu Bo saw it. On the Douluo Continent, even the strongest powers were only on the level of Spirit Hall. His horizons were limited by just a teensy, billion-sized bit...
Had anyone else done this, no matter how deeply his granddaughter loved them, Dugu Bo would have destroyed the marriage at any cost!
Dugu Yan could afford to be naive. She was still young, had yet to weather life's storms, and had seen too little of the treachery lurking in human hearts...
Feelings could spring from a moment's impulse, but love meant to last a lifetime could not!
As her elder, Dugu Bo would never let her suffer the slightest grievance!
But if the man in question was Qin Moyu, then a different set of rules applied.