Ah Yin watched without blinking.
A spectacle like this was rare indeed.
Qian Daoliu paused to catch his breath.
He shot Qian Xunji a fierce glare.
"I, Qian Daoliu, admit that my son Qian Xunji has extraordinary talent. He far surpasses me, his father, and might even surpass the Divine Ancestor."
After saying that,
Qian Daoliu felt as though he had betrayed everything he believed.
He had spent his whole life walking on thin ice, only to stumble in front of his own son.
Ah Yin saw nothing unusual. He had only said a few words; what was the problem?
Everyone else knew just how much resolve those words had cost Qian Daoliu.
With that admission, Qian Daoliu had declared that he was inferior to his son, who had only just become a Titled Douluo.
"Father, you finally said it."
"Just wait. One day, I'll bring you down with a single move!"
Qian Xunji was beside himself with delight.
If he did not let loose now, when would he?
The other elders held their breath for Qian Xunji at the sight.
Was he not afraid his father would send him to the next world with one slap?
They looked at Qian Daoliu again. His fists were clenched tight, but he showed no sign of striking out.
Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed. "Big Brother really can endure anything."
"More than that. He knows when to bend and when to stand tall," Azure Luan Douluo agreed.
A phrase flashed through Light Feather Douluo's mind. "Don't they say a real man knows when to bend and when to stand tall?"
The other elders turned toward Light Feather Douluo.
"Fifth Brother, you're right, but does Big Brother need to bend?" Golden Crocodile Douluo asked.
"I suppose not."
Light Feather Douluo coughed twice.
The phrase did