You do it? Or shall I?

Yu Yuanzhen's body trembled violently.

Was this some kind of joke?

Four Titled Douluo!

When had Qian Xunji broken through to become a Titled Douluo?

And Yue Guan and Gui Mei had clearly only been Platinum Bishops. Even if they had broken through to become Titled Douluo, it should have taken another six or seven years.

Most importantly, why was Dugu Bo here too?

Countless questions surged through him like a raging flood, leaving Yu Yuanzhen at a loss.

The pressure from four Titled Douluo made even him, the clan leader, struggle to breathe.

Yu Yuanzhen calmed himself and said, "May I ask why Your Holiness the Pope has come here?"

Qian Xunji chuckled. "Why? Don't you know what your son has done? Are you playing dumb in front of me? Believe it or not, I can make your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan cease to exist today."

Yu Yuanzhen's expression changed.

"Your Holiness the Pope, please calm your anger. We can discuss this properly."

"As for that disappointing son of mine, I will certainly discipline him severely. I only learned of this not long ago as well. Had I been there, I would have slapped him flying myself."

That said,

he had already done his utmost.

All he could do was pray that Qian Xunji would not vent his anger on the clan.

Who could have imagined that Yu Xiaogang would cause such a massive disaster?

He had thought Qian Xunji would not come so quickly, yet he had arrived in less than three days.

After Yu Yuanzhen finished speaking, some time passed without any response, making him even more terrified.

The less Qian Xunji responded, the more uneasy Yu Yuanzhen became.

"Yu Yuanzhen, I won't make things difficult for you. Didn't you say you wanted to slap your son?"

Qian Xunji's lips curved slightly. His silence had merely been to see what Yu Yuanzhen truly thought.

"You said it today, so you certainly cannot take it back. If you do, then you won't be a real man."

Yu Yuanzhen's heart nearly died.

I was only saying it casually. Why are you taking it seriously?

Words spoken were like dirty water thrown out; they could never be taken back.

Xiaogang, Father is sorry. If slapping you can buy peace for the clan, then you will have made no small contribution to it.

Thus, Yu Yuanzhen immediately made up his mind to slap him.

If His Holiness the Pope was displeased, the entire clan would be buried with them.

Four Titled Douluo could wipe out his clan with a flick of their fingers.

He could only blame the clan for not being strong enough. Otherwise, things would not have come to this.

"Your Holiness the Pope, please come with me to the clan's main hall. Xiaogang cannot fly, so there is no way to bring him here."

Yu Yuanzhen invited the three of them to the clan's main hall.

"Very well."

Qian Xunji nodded slightly.

The four headed for the clan's main hall, while Yu Yuanzhen summoned Yu Luomian outside the hall.

"Clan Leader, what is it?"

Yu Luomian asked in confusion.

"Go bring Xiaogang here. There is something we need from him. Do not tell him that the Pope of Spirit Hall is here," Yu Yuanzhen said.

"Yes, Clan Leader." Yu Luomian immediately went to fetch Yu Xiaogang.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang was still brooding over what had happened before. He was, after all, the young clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, yet he had been treated like that.

When Yu Luomian told him to go to the clan's main hall, Yu Xiaogang was puzzled.

He had only just left. Why was he being called back again?

Yu Luomian did not tell Yu Xiaogang the truth, only that there was an urgent matter.

When he brought Yu Xiaogang before the main hall, they found that the doors, which had always been open, were suddenly shut.

Yu Xiaogang was not stupid. He immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"What's going on inside?"

Yu Xiaogang tried to find some clue on Yu Luomian's face.

Yu Luomian's expression did not change. He maintained the same look as he said, "You'll know once you go in. The Clan Leader did not say."

Yu Luomian had lived for decades. Having reached middle age, what kind of situation had he not seen? He had more than enough acting skill for this.

If a junior could see through him, he might as well stop living.

Yu Xiaogang said nothing more and immediately stepped forward to push open the doors.

Once inside, he discovered that Yu Yuanzhen, who normally sat in the clan leader's seat, was standing off to the side with a flattering smile. Seated in the seat of honor was none other than Qian Xunji, the Pope of Spirit Hall.

"Father, what is going on?"

Yu Xiaogang felt intensely uneasy and wanted to back away and leave, but it was already too late.

Yu Yuanzhen pulled him over with Soul Power and tightly shut the hall doors. Yu Luomian stood guard outside, so naturally no one could enter.

Everything he did was for Yu Xiaogang's own good.

At the very least, no one else would know. If they did, his son's resolve in cultivation would likely shatter.

"Xiaogang, hurry and pay your respects. This is the Pope."

Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded. "Father, this is our clan. Why should we bow to the Pope?"

Yu Yuanzhen snapped, "Shut up! Do you know what you are saying? Haven't you caused enough trouble already? And now you still do not know how to restrain yourself?"

Idiot!

"I won't!" Yu Xiaogang said stubbornly. "Why? Does being the Pope mean he can act without reason?"

Qian Xunji raised a brow and smiled. "Clan Leader Yu, it seems your son has quite the personality. Since that is the case, shall we discuss something else?"

"Your Holiness the Pope, I will do it myself!"

Yu Yuanzhen stepped forward and stood before Yu Xiaogang.

Before Yu Xiaogang could speak, there was a smack as Yu Yuanzhen slapped him directly across the face, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

How could a Soul Master with less than twenty levels of Soul Power endure a slap from Yu Yuanzhen? Yu Xiaogang collapsed straight to the ground.

When Yu Xiaogang regained his senses, he stared at Yu Yuanzhen in disbelief. "Father, why?"

"Why? Take a look at the trouble you caused! You actually went outside and provoked Su Mu. Do you not know that Su Mu is His Holiness the Pope's eldest disciple, as well as a renowned healing Soul Master on the continent?"

"Not only me—even the current Heaven Dou Empire royal family has to show Su Mu some respect."

Yu Yuanzhen spoke angrily.

My son, your father has already put it this way.

If you still refuse to see reason, then there is nothing Father can do.

I can only personally tie you up and beat you.

"Father!"

"Can you even call yourself a man? For the sake of one Su Mu, you beat your own son. Are you still a qualified clan leader? Where is the dignity of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan leader? Where is your pride?"

Yu Xiaogang roared unwillingly.

He could not understand. Why would his father do this?

Yue Guan, standing beside Qian Xunji, could not help sighing.

"What backbone. Clan Leader Yu, I have to say, the son you raised truly has the spirit of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. But this backbone is hardly rational.

"You must understand that you were in the wrong first. Anyone who did not know better would think we were deliberately making things difficult for you.

"How about we spread word of this matter and see who is at fault? Let the people of the continent judge for themselves."

Yu Yuanzhen's heart sank.

As expected, Yue Guan was up to no good.

He had thought the three of them had remained silent because they were following Qian Xunji's orders.

Now it seemed that was clearly not the case. They were deliberately making things difficult for him.

I, Yu Yuanzhen, had built a lifetime of prestige, only for it to be ruined by a son who had no idea what was going on and still thought he was in the right. In the end, it was my fault for failing to teach my son properly, letting him run wild just because he was the clan leader's son.