radicalducati Chapter 160 Beating Up My Own Son
Chapter 160 Beating Up My Own Son
Chapter 160 Beating Up My Own Son
Upon seeing Dai Yaoheng and Dai Huabin, Dai Hao's pent-up anger exploded instantly. He unleashed his full power as a Soul Douluo without holding back, instantly appearing beside the two brothers and kicking them twice!
"Bang! Bang!"
Because it happened so suddenly, by the time Zhu Yumeng realized what was happening, Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin were already on the ground. And how could Dai Hao, in his rage, possibly stop?
Then came another beating!
Realizing what was happening, Zhu Yumeng let out a scream, shielding her two sons, and roared at Dai Hao like a madwoman, "Dai Hao, are you crazy! No matter how angry you are, you can't hit your sons like that!"
"Am I crazy?"
Dai Hao laughed in exasperation, pointing at Dai Yueheng and roaring, "That bastard clearly knew the other party's strength, yet he still allowed that little scoundrel Dai Huabin to assassinate that Huo Yuhao! As an elder brother, he sets no example whatsoever, only resorting to underhanded tricks and cunning schemes! If I don't beat him, who knows what he might do tomorrow!"
After scolding Dai Yueheng, he pointed at Dai Huabin and cursed, "That little bastard! He doesn't learn good things, he only learns bad things!"
What kind of things has he been learning from Dai Yueheng? He dared to assassinate a classmate in Shrek City, and even used a recording device to gather evidence in order to drag Dai Yueheng into a trap! If I don't beat him up, will he record this tomorrow and sell the White Tiger Duke's mansion?
Dai Yueheng knelt on the ground with his head down, not daring to utter a single word. This was the first time he had seen his father so furious. Listening to Dai Hao's words, he understood that the matter was now closed. He was the principal offender, and Dai Huabin was the accomplice.
If I don't perform well now, and my father were to completely strip me of my title as heir, then everything would be over...
Dai Yueheng secretly glanced at Dai Huabin, who was kneeling on the ground just like him. He felt a surge of anger, but had nowhere to vent it, so he could only grit his teeth and vent his frustration.
"Then at least go easy on me! You're hitting and kicking so relentlessly, what if you hurt him?" The Duchess was powerless to refute Dai Hao's words, so she could only settle for second best and hope that Dai Hao would hit her less hard.
"I'm disciplining my son, so don't interfere! Now! Get out of here right now! Go back to your room!"
Dai Hao pointed at the courtyard gate, gesturing for his men. His tiger-like eyes were wide open, veins bulging on his forehead with rage, and the bloodthirsty aura he had acquired through battles in the military was faintly emanating from him.
Seeing this, Zhu Yumeng dared not provoke Dai Hao any further. Without saying a word, she quickly left the courtyard and headed straight for Fan Zhixie's private courtyard.
She knew that if Dai Hao lost control, only Fan Zhixie, the chief elder and the only titled Douluo in the manor, could stop him.
After a quick breakfast, Shrek and his group set off towards the Mingdou Mountains.
With Huo Yuhao and Zhang Lexuan's deliberate guidance, the group quickly arrived at the pile of rubble that had been blown into ruins.
"This..." Wang Yan stared at the scene before him in surprise, and the others were in no better shape.
The entire pile of rubble was covered in dark red bloodstains, some appearing as ice crystals, others as charred remains. A chaotic elemental aura permeated the air, and an indescribable lingering power of soul energy remained...
"A massive battle definitely broke out here not long ago! And there was an incredibly terrifying pressure, probably no less than that of a Title Douluo! I reckon those bandits probably encountered a powerful expert who happened to be passing by, and that person just took care of this place..."
Wang Yan frowned, trying to guess based on the information he had as much as possible.
"Teacher Wang, are those bandits really here?" Xu Sanshi asked tentatively.
"The heartwood of all the Wenlan trees in this area has been dug out, and the wounds on the trees are very fresh. Evil Soul Masters happen to like to use this kind of heartwood to aid their cultivation. We have already circled around and looked around, and this is the most likely place for their lair."
Zhang Lexuan then interjected, "Let's take another look. If we still haven't found any trace of these bandits, then we can basically conclude that this is the place."
Wang Yan nodded, fully agreeing with Zhang Lexuan's opinion.
With the Soul Master Competition opening in two days, they had no time to waste here. This small patch of Wenlan Forest was the only part of the entire Mingdou Mountain Range, and the evil Soul Master and his bandit gang could only operate in this area.
Although few bodies were visible in the rubble, the dark red bloodstains everywhere were enough to prove that many people had died. Given the scale of the crime, especially within the Mingdou Mountains, the only possible explanation was that group of bandits!
The group searched the area thoroughly again, but ultimately found no other clues.
Zhang Lexuan and Wang Yan briefly discussed the matter, then immediately returned to the military camp to inform Durex, and the entire group set off for Xingluo City...
Dai Hao really didn't hold back at all when he beat his two sons this time.
Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin were both lying on the ground, their bodies covered in red and purple marks, their skin torn and bleeding from the beating!
Even at this point, Dai Hao showed no sign of stopping and went up to kick each of them again.
Just then, Fan Zhixie gently enveloped the unconscious Dai Yueheng and Dai Huabin with his soul power, stopping Dai Hao.
"You've already beaten yourself to this point, and you still won't stop? If you develop any lasting health problems, you'll regret it!"
Seeing that Fan Zhixie was blocking him, Dai Hao had no choice but to stop and said respectfully, "Uncle Fan, I was careful with my strength. They only suffered minor injuries and didn't seriously harm them."
"If you keep fighting, things might get complicated!"
Fan Zhixie glared angrily, his beard bristling, his slightly yellowish pupils now radiating a sharp and imposing aura.
He came to the White Tiger Duke's mansion to protect his old friend's descendants. If he let Dai Hao continue fighting like this, and someone really died, he wouldn't be able to explain it to his old friend after he went down.
Dai Hao was someone Fan Zhi had watched grow up, and he knew the old man's temperament very well. Under the current circumstances, he had no choice but to give up the idea of disciplining his son.
"Uncle Fan, I won't fight anymore, okay?"
"Hmph! They should have stopped long ago!" Fan Zhixie said, using his soul power to lift Dai Huabin and Dai Yueheng up and fly away from the courtyard.
"Don't forget to send some medicine later! I've been looking after them personally these past few days. You can go do whatever you need to do; you don't need to worry about them!"
Hearing the telepathic message, Dai Hao sighed, shook his head slightly, and immediately sent someone to deliver the medicine.
At this moment, he was the only one left in the courtyard. Dai Hao looked up and gazed north, where the Star Luo Imperial Palace was located.
"I only hope that my White Tiger lineage can weather this storm smoothly..."