Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Inside Lady White Tiger's room, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, yet it could not dispel the impending gloom.

Dai Hao, with a somber expression, led Tang San straight in.

At that moment, Dai Huabin was sitting by the bed, carefully taking care of his mother. When he saw his father suddenly bring Tang San in, he quickly got up to greet him, his tone somewhat ingratiating: "Father, you've come? Mother was just talking about you."

Dai Hao merely nodded indifferently, his gaze sweeping past Dai Huabin before heading straight to the bedside.

He grabbed Lady White Tiger's shoulders and lifted her up forcefully, his knuckles turning white from the force, his tone icy and chilling: "Answer me honestly, have you been hiding something from me?"

"What are you saying, Dai Hao?" Madam White Tiger was startled by this sudden action, her eyes filled with confusion. She didn't understand why Dai Hao would ask such a question at this time, nor did she understand why he was so angry.

Seeing his wife still looking completely bewildered, Dai Hao's anger flared even more, and he stopped arguing.

He pulled the letter Huo Yun'er had left behind from his pocket and slammed it onto the edge of the bed in front of Madam Baihu, his voice booming like thunder: "Huo Yun'er! Did you give birth to twins for me?!"

Upon hearing this, the air in the room instantly froze, falling into an eerie silence.

Dai Huabin stood to the side, his smile frozen.

Lady White Tiger's face turned deathly pale instantly. She remained silent for a long while, then shook her head violently, her voice trembling slightly: "Dai Hao, I don't know what you're talking about! I do have something I'm hiding from you, but it's definitely not this!"
Your concubine gave birth to a son, Dai Luoli, who awakened the mutated martial soul, the White Tiger! Besides that, there really is nothing else!

She was in a panic, not understanding why Dai Hao would bring up Huo Yun'er's matter again at this time.

But she knew very well that she absolutely could not admit to this and had to stick to the "I don't know" story. As long as she didn't give in, Dai Hao would have no evidence.

“I know Dai Luoli well, of course.” Dai Hao sneered, his eyes full of disdain. “Don’t try to fool me! His talent is too poor, he is not worthy of inheriting the title of Duke of White Tiger. Let him retire in the family. I have done my duty as a father.”

He paused, his tone growing increasingly cold: "But Huo Yun'er's two children are exceptionally talented! Otherwise, how could one have joined Shrek Academy and the other Sun Moon Academy? Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Dai Hao was furious. This useless woman had no idea how much trouble she had caused!

If those two children could be raised by his side, the White Tiger family's power would surely rise to a higher level, and they might even have a chance to ascend to the throne of the Star Luo Empire!
"I really don't know..." Seeing that she couldn't get away with it, Lady White Tiger started crying, trying to gain sympathy with her tears.

"Snapped--!"

A crisp slap echoed in the room. Dai Hao could no longer bear it and slapped Madam White Tiger hard across the face.

Lady White Tiger's cheeks instantly swelled up, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

"I'll deal with you when I get back!" Dai Hao said harshly, then turned to leave.

Today's Soul Master Tournament features a match by the Sun and Moon Team, which presents an opportunity for him.

He wanted to use the fame of the Soul Master Competition to "invite" his son back to the White Tiger Duke's Mansion from the Sun Moon Academy, so that everyone would know that the exceptionally talented Huo Yuhao was his son, Dai Hao's son!
Dai Huabin rushed forward to support his swaying mother, his voice anxious: "Mother! Are you alright?"

"Hua Bin, hurry... hurry and catch up with your father!" Ignoring the sharp pain in her cheek, Madam White Tiger grabbed Dai Hua Bin's hand, her eyes urgent. "You must stay by your father's side and not let him bring those two bastards back! Otherwise, you will have no chance of inheriting the position of Duke of White Tiger!"

"I understand, Mother!" A fierce glint flashed in Dai Huabin's eyes. He nodded, turned around, and quickly chased after her.

Lady White Tiger watched Dai Huabin's retreating figure, then looked at Tang San, who stood silently to the side, and hurriedly pleaded, "Tang San, please help Huabin! You'll be a member of our White Tiger family too, we're family!"

"..." Tang San rolled his eyes inwardly, almost unable to hold back his retort: ​​Who's family with you? Your whole family is family!

But he remained outwardly calm, nodding lightly and saying, "I understand."

Now, he still needs to rely on the power of the White Tiger Duke's Mansion to seize Huo Yuhao's luck, and he cannot offend the White Tiger Duke's Mansion for the time being.

As for the infighting within the White Tiger family, he only needed to sit back and watch, waiting until both sides were severely weakened before making his move to reap the benefits.

The arena of the Soul Master Competition was bustling with noise and cheers.

Unlike Shrek Academy and the Heavenly Soul Team, which only send one person each time, the Sun and Moon Team, although not sending all its members this time, still sent three people.

The three are Xiao Hongchen, Meng Hongchen, and Huo Yuhao.

The three of them looked very young, but the audience was not surprised. After all, they had already witnessed the prowess of young geniuses yesterday, so they did not find anything amiss.

"Yuhao, we should stretch our muscles too." Xiao Hongchen said to Huo Yuhao beside him with a smile while doing warm-up exercises, his eyes full of confidence.

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly, but his brows furrowed slightly. He had a vague sense of unease, feeling that something bad was going to happen today.

"What's wrong, Yuhao?" Meng Hongchen, with her keen senses, noticed Huo Yuhao's unusual behavior and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, Sister Meng." Huo Yuhao shook his head, forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart. "Maybe I'm overthinking it."

Just then, an arrogant, mocking voice suddenly came from the other side: "Hahaha! Is the Sun and Moon team out of talent? They actually sent three brats up on stage. Are they planning to just admit defeat?"

The three looked in the direction of the sound and saw that all seven members of the opposing team had already stepped onto the field.

The leader was a tall young man who looked at them with disdain and said in a contemptuous tone, "You academies that rely on soul tools, do you even deserve to be compared with those Shrek Academy students? It's a joke!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hongchen was not angry at all. Instead, he revealed a playful smile: "Oh? So you're very confident that you can avoid my soul tool?"

"Of course!" The young man patted his chest arrogantly. "My martial spirit is the Vajra Giant Bear, known as the strongest defensive weapon on the continent! Your lousy soul tools are nothing but a rabble in front of me, they can't hurt me in the slightest!"

"I'm really looking forward to it." Xiao Hongchen's smile grew even brighter as he turned to the two people behind him and said, "Yuhao, please be my external brain and eyes, and help me lock onto these arrogant guys."

"Meng, you just watch from the sidelines. You don't need to lift a finger. Today, I'll show these guys what the power of a soul tool really is!"

"Okay!" Meng Hongchen crossed her arms, nodded obediently, and stepped aside, adopting a spectator's posture.

Huo Yuhao immediately composed himself and got ready.

His eyes were firm, and he secretly vowed: I absolutely cannot let Brother Jin and the Sun and Moon Team down!

In the VIP section at the edge of the arena, Jing Hongchen, the dean of the Sun and Moon team, a chubby man, looked at the three young people on the stage, nodded with satisfaction, and muttered to himself, "Young people are so energetic, not bad, not bad."

However… I really need to go back and give my grandson a good scolding.”

Jin Tianming sat beside him, but did not reply. He just frowned slightly, looked towards the entrance of the arena, and said in a deep voice, "Dean Jing, it seems that trouble is coming again."

"Oh? Who is it?" Jing Hongchen raised an eyebrow and asked curiously.

"Duke of the White Tiger, Dai Hao."

"So it's that sick cat!" Jing Hongchen sneered, his tone disdainful. "So what if he comes? The Soul Master Competition has its rules. Does he dare to make a move here?"

Even so, Jing Hongchen's eyes still became wary.

...(End of chapter)