Professor Qian had seen Milotic battle before, so after seeing that she had learned Rain Dance, he was not at all surprised that she had beaten Dragonair at its current stage.
Besides, he really wanted to remark that this was not how you used a Dragonair.
"Dragonair is unable to battle. Milotic wins!"
The rain eased, and moments later, the dark clouds dispersed, letting warm sunlight spill down once more.
"We won!"
Ye Qing happily hugged Milotic and fed her a Pokéblock.
"Ha-cha!"
Although Monferno gave Milotic a thumbs-up, he secretly thought that he would have to train hard from now on, or those girls would bully him to death.
Zhao Ziran recalled Dragonair dejectedly, his feelings a tangled mess. He had never expected that even with a Pseudo-Legendary Pokémon, he would still lose to his younger cousin's Milotic.
Professor Qian walked over to the dining table and said with a smile, "What a wonderful battle. Old Zhao, you've got worthy successors!"
With Ye Qing at the table, some people were destined not to enjoy this meal.
Zhao Ziran recalled Dragonair and returned to the house with his head hanging to change out of his soaked clothes.
Ye Qing came back with Monferno, sat down, and continued wolfing down his food.
Zhang Min felt her cheeks burning. So everything she had done earlier had amounted to nothing more than a clown's antics.
Ye Qing's maternal uncle put away his computer and asked, "Ye Qing, your Milotic must have pretty high potential, right? I think she picked up Aqua Tail during the battle."
"Yeah."
Ye Qing gnawed on a bone and nodded in acknowledgment.
The Old Master laughed. "Haha, you're all doing well. Looks like your father really did have a fine son."
For the first time, Ye Dad sat up