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As he spoke, Ling Jing nodded in sudden realization. "Oh, sorry. I nearly forgot that trash like you is the son of Yu Yuanzhen, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader. No wonder you were qualified to sit here. Clan Leader Yu, I'm a little blunt when I speak. You wouldn't mind me talking about your son like this, would you?"

"After all, you should know that I'm telling the truth. Back when I was only nine, I could personally cut off his manhood. That should tell you just how worthless he is."

"Come to think of it, I'm rather curious. Clan Leader Yu, do you only have this one son? Or are your other sons just as useless as him, leaving you no choice but to bring him along? In my opinion, since your firstborn is already this hopeless, you should hurry up and have another while you're still in your prime."

As he spoke, Ling Jing revealed a surprised expression, his gaze drifting downward. "Could it be... Clan Leader Yu, you're just like your useless son? You can't do it either?"

Ling Jing's voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone in the VIP seats.

Yu Xiaogang's face alternated between green and white. His effeminate features twisted together, making him look especially loathsome. His lips trembled as though he wanted to retort, to curse Ling Jing.

But under the Ice Empress's pressure, Yu Xiaogang merely moved his lips a couple of times before ultimately failing to say anything.

Yu Yuanzhen's expression darkened completely.

No matter what, he was still the leader of a clan. If he endured Ling Jing's sarcastic mockery and outright insults, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's reputation would be trampled into the dirt!

That damned Ling Jing, what a sharp-tongued