Tai Tan Could Apologize?

Tai Nuo's Fourth Spirit Ring suddenly lit up.

Fourth Soul Skill: Power Quake.

A powerful energy surge erupted from beneath his feet, sending rubble flying towards Yu Xiaogang.

This is a wide-area attack.

Yu Xiaogang did not back down; he raised his hand.

The First Soul Ring flew onto Luo Sanpao with a whoosh.

First Soul Skill: Heaven-Shattering Earth-Cracking!

Luo Sanpao opened his mouth, and a powerful dragon roar erupted from the depths of his throat, accompanied by a scorching wave of air.

The energy waves from the dragon's roar and the Power Quake collided and exploded between the two.

Tai Nuo's body was blasted backward by the force, his feet leaving the ground, he tumbled halfway in the air, and his back slammed heavily to the ground.

He groaned, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth, trickling down his chin.

He lay on the ground, catching his breath, and tried to get up by supporting himself on his arms, but his arms gave way and he lay back down.

Tai Long's pupils contracted, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Dad!"

He ran over in a few quick steps and crouched down to help Tai Nuo up by the arm.

Blood still clung to the corner of Tai Nuo's mouth, his eyes were half-open, and his chest was heaving heavily.

Yu Xiaogang lowered his raised hand and glanced in Tai Long's direction.

"Tai Long, your dad's fine. He just suffered some minor injuries. Take him home and let him rest. Don't let him cause trouble at school again. Next time, I might not be so patient."

"I, Yu Xiaogang, don't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble either!"

He paused, put his hands behind his back, and added,

Also, tell your grandfather to discipline your father properly.

Tai Long, supporting Tai Nuo's arm, nodded repeatedly, "I understand, I understand."

He put one of Tai Nuo's arms on his shoulder and slowly moved towards the door.

Yu Xiaogang called out again from behind, "There's one more thing."

Tai Long paused for a moment, turning his head to look at him.

"Remember to pay me back."

Tai Long and Tai Nuo had just left,

In the afternoon, Ye Lin and the others were practicing combat outside.

Yu Xiaogang stood by the Training Ground watching as Ye Lin sparred with Dai Mubai, the two exchanging blows with equal skill.

Tang San stood at the other end of the Training Ground, sparring with Oscar.

Just then, a young instructor rushed in through the academy gate, his face pale and his voice hoarse.

"Oh no! Tai Long's here with his grandfather!"

Yu Xiaogang frowned. "I just told you not to cause trouble, why are you here again?"

Tang San stood at the other end of the Training Ground, a slight smile playing on his lips before he quickly withdrew it.

He silently recited a sentence in his heart.

"It was around this time in my previous life that I recognized that Tai Tan."

"It's time to take in that old dog Tai Tan. He's a bit slow, but his loyalty is unwavering."

Yu Xiaogang turned his head and called out in Flender's direction, "Flender! Go and call Erlong over!"

Upon hearing the shout, Flender quickly walked towards the back of the academy.

Yu Xiaogang put his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the direction of the academy gate, pondering in his mind.

That Tai Tan, the patriarch of the Strength Clan, Soul Douluo- level player, a pure Strength-type, I'm really no match for him by myself.

However, with Flender and Erlong added to the mix, Tai Tan would be utterly crushed.

Soon, three figures appeared in the Training Ground.

Leading the way was an old man, who was extremely robust.

As Tai Long walked, he pleaded, "Grandpa, I beg you, please don't come anymore. I really can't stay here any longer."

Tai Tan didn't even turn his head, only uttering two words: "Shut up!"

Tai Tan walked to the front of the Training Ground.

His gaze swept across the faces of the people around him.

Who is Ye Lin? Who is the Grandmaster?

Ye Lin and Yu Xiaogang both took half a step forward simultaneously. "That's me."

The next second, a terrifying pressure emanated from Tai Tan.

The air around the Training Ground seemed to have been squeezed from the middle.

Several students standing nearby quickly retreated.

Tai Nuo and Tai Long were also forced to retreat quickly by that oppressive force.

But Ye Lin's feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, and Yu Xiaogang's clothes were blown backward by that oppressive force before falling back down.

Tai Tan's gaze fell upon the two of them.

"They injured my grandson and my son; that's because they're trash. It's not that my Strength Clan is incompetent. Since they attacked my people, they must pay the price!"

Just as Ye Lin was about to speak, Yu Xiaogang stretched out a hand and blocked him behind him.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze fixed on Tai Tan's face, his expression darkening.

"Pay the price? You people of the Strength Clan are unreasonable, yet you expect others to pay the price?"

"Since when has a third-rate nobody been allowed to come here and swagger around?"

"Back when we were beaten so badly by the Spirit Hall that we had to run away in terror, why didn't you make the Spirit Hall pay the price?"

"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, oppressing the vulnerable. Is this the way the Strength Clan operates? Do they really think I, Yu Xiaogang, am easy to bully?"

Tai Tan's expression changed.

He stood in the center of the Training Ground, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

Tai Nuo stood behind him, his expression frozen.

No, that's way too vulgar.

The matter of the Spirit Hall back then was practically their Achilles' heel.

They've completely abandoned all pretense of dignity.

Moreover, my dad has a very bad temper.

He lowered his voice and said, "Dad, be careful. Don't hurt anyone."

Flender and Liu Erlong walked quickly from the back of the academy and stood beside Yu Xiaogang, ready to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill at any moment.

Tai Tan stood motionless in the center of the Training Ground.

His chest heaved twice, then subsided.

He suddenly spoke, his voice a shade lower than before, "Grandmaster... I'm sorry."

The Training Ground fell silent.

Tai Nuo opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again.

He glanced at Tai Long, and Tai Long glanced at him back; the father and son shared the same expression.

When did my own father (grandfather) become so easy to talk to?

It's a miracle they didn't lose their temper on the spot, let alone apologize?

Where did they learn that? How come they don't know?

Tang San stood at the other end of the Training Ground, his hands still tucked into his sleeves, stunned.

No way. This old man has been insulted like that, and his first words are an apology?

Has the world really gotten this chaotic?

Is this still the Tai Tan I know? Is this still the Douluo Continent I know?

Tai Tan looked at Yu Xiaogang, his tone as gentle as possible, "I'm sorry, Grandmaster, it's all a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple. I didn't know it was you."

"If I had known it was you, I would have definitely taught those two a lesson. It was indeed wrong of me to cause trouble here."

Flender and Liu Erlong exchanged a glance, their faces displaying the same expression.