Yu Luomian lay sprawled on the ground in disgrace. He raised his head, his flushed face fixed on the haughty Bibi Dong, and reluctantly spoke through gritted teeth.
"As you command, Your Holiness."
At the sight of Yu Luomian's miserable state, Bibi Dong's contempt reached its peak. She snorted coldly, a sneer curling her lips.
"You can stand and listen. This meeting has already begun, and I have no time to prepare another chair for you."
"No wonder you fathered a daughter who disregards all moral boundaries. Like father, like daughter. The people of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan truly are filthy."
Bibi Dong gave Yu Luomian a cold glance, then returned to her seat.
Yu Luomian had lost all his temper by then. He could only stand there with his head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong.
He did not need to think to know that everyone present had already laughed themselves sick at him inwardly. But he had no one else to blame. What could he do when he could not control his own emotions?
"When all is said and done, this is all Yu Xiaogang's fault."
Bibi Dong settled back onto her throne and turned once more to the representatives of the Defense and Breaking Clans, asking evenly.
"Are you so certain the Clear Sky Sect did this?"
Hearing Bibi Dong's question, Niu Gao, chief of the Defense Clan, stepped forward and replied respectfully.
"Your Holiness, every word we have said is true! Those who attacked our two clans' compounds that day all possessed giant hammer martial souls, and they were all Soul Douluos.
There are no more than a handful of forces on the entire continent with such strength and the means to launch such an attack. For all of them to