Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Late at night, in the medical room of Shrek Academy.
Dai Huabin slowly woke up. When he saw his brother Dai Yueheng sitting by the bed, looking at him gently, he had a vague idea in his mind.

He tentatively asked, "Brother, has news of today's events reached Father?"

“Brother, my dear brother!” Dai Yueheng looked at Dai Huabin on the bed with a smile. “You should thank me properly. I’ve covered up everything that happened to you these past few days, otherwise you would have been fired long ago.”

Dai Yueheng originally wanted to contact Mo Yan again, but he did not expect that although his younger brother's talent was indeed superior to his own, his mind was not as sharp.

The younger brother's actions these past few days have shocked everyone, and even he himself doesn't know how to evaluate his brother.

Upon hearing that his elder brother had suppressed these matters, Dai Huabin was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Thank you, elder brother!"

"Don't thank me yet!" Dai Yueheng raised his hand to stop his younger brother's thanks, a sly glint in his eyes, and asked with a half-smile, "My dear brother, I hope you will give up pursuing Miss Wen Yu. Can you promise me that?"

Dai Yueheng secretly calculated in his heart: if his younger brother gave up pursuing the disciple Wen Yu, then he would not be at a disadvantage in the competition.

He did consider crippling his brother after Dai Huabin fainted, but after weighing the pros and cons, he knew that the teachers at Shrek Academy had plenty of ways to find out who was behind it all.

In order to compete for Wen Yu and for the sake of his family's status, he had no choice but to resort to this plan.

Dai Huabin, who was originally full of gratitude, suddenly glared at these words.

Wen Yu is his goddess, the one he is determined to obtain in this life, besides the title of Duke of Baihu. How could he give up so easily?

"Brother, I'm afraid I can't agree to that!"

After the wave of anger subsided, Dai Huabin appeared surprisingly calm.

Everything that has happened these past few days has been like a carving knife, sculpting a unique kind of maturity into his heart.

Upon hearing his younger brother's refusal, Dai Yueheng's lips curled into a predictable smile as he slowly retorted, "Aren't you afraid I'll expose what happened today? What will the White Tiger family think of you once word gets out?"

Dai Huabin met the other's gaze without flinching, his eyes revealing a resolute determination: "You're welcome to give it a try."

He knew in his heart that some secrets could not be kept hidden forever, and even if his good older brother, who had always taken care of him, wanted to cover them up, it would be in vain.

Instead of anxiously waiting for the truth to be revealed, it's better to face the storm head-on.

Looking at Dai Huabin's fearless expression, Dai Yueheng knew in his heart that he couldn't scare his younger brother at all.

Just before sunset today, Dean Yan Shaozhe came to talk to him, subtly probing whether he intended to tell Duke Baihu about the matter.

After careful consideration, he decided to keep it a secret for the time being.

Dean Yan Shaozhe seemed to have anticipated this. Upon seeing his choice, he simply nodded slightly without saying a word, but his eyes revealed a smile of satisfaction.

Dai Yueheng did this in order to maximize his own interests, but he did not expect his younger brother to be so bold and unafraid of the consequences.

However, as the eldest son of the Duke of White Tiger, he did not want to waste this opportunity to suppress Dai Huabin, so he said, "My good brother, your good elder brother does have a way to suppress this matter, but you have to give your elder brother some benefits!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Huabin understood that his elder brother had already made the biggest concession, and said, "Brother, I'll agree to anything you ask, except for those two things." "Alright!" Dai Yueheng nodded, then stated his conditions: "Whether now or in the future, you cannot have any dealings with women from the Zhu family, nor can you use your Martial Soul Fusion Technique. Can you agree to that?"

Dai Huabin is indeed talented, but there is still a gap compared to his own growth.

If Dai Huabin wants to surpass him, there are only two options: either rely on Wen Yu or use the martial soul fusion technique with the Zhu family.

Since we can't stop him from pursuing Wen Yu, then we should sever his connection with the Zhu family!
In this way, he can suppress his younger brother to a certain extent!
“This…” Dai Huabin fell silent.

This request was insignificant to him, even negligible.

He couldn't help but look up at his smiling older brother and ask, "Are you sure?"

“I’m sure!” Dai Yueheng nodded.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Dai Huabin finally made the decision: Miss Wen Yu is the most outstanding!
If Duke White Tiger were to learn of the conversation between his two sons, he would probably be so angry he would vomit blood.

The White Tiger Duke's mansion is currently under suspicion by the emperor and desperately needs an alliance, yet these two sons are using this as a bargaining chip—it's utterly absurd.

Dai Yueheng nodded in satisfaction upon hearing Dai Huabin's reply. This way, he wouldn't have to worry too much.

The following morning, a light mist enveloped the dormitory building.

Wang Dong slowly woke up from his dream. Last night he had a strange dream—in the dream, a man with long blue hair kept calling out the name "Xiao Qi".

Whenever Wang Dong tried to see the man's face clearly, it was as if shrouded in mist, leaving him still puzzled after waking up.

"Oh right, I also have a roommate." Wang Dong suddenly remembered, hurriedly pulled the blanket over his body, which was wearing a white shirt, and turned his head warily to look at the other side of the bed.

The spot where Hei was supposed to sleep was empty, and his tense nerves finally relaxed. He muttered to himself, "Could I have overslept? Hei didn't even wake me up. That's so mean of him."

Just as he was muttering a few words, the dormitory door creaked open, and Hei walked in carrying steaming hot food, placing it directly in front of Wang Dong: "This is breakfast, eat quickly, get ready to register."

"Oh...okay!" Wang Dong took breakfast in a daze, watched Hei leave the room and gently closed the door.

He stroked the warm lunchbox, a hint of doubt rising in his heart—did Hei's meaningful look just now really discover something, or was it just his imagination?
Shaking his head to clear his mind, Wang Dong quickly changed his clothes.

The enticing aroma of food tempted his appetite. As he ate his breakfast in large mouthfuls, he thought to himself, "I need to fill my stomach first. I can't miss the registration deadline!"

Putting aside yesterday's little incident, his anticipation for the first day of Shrek Academy grew stronger, as if he could already see himself shining brightly at Shrek Academy.

A man stood alone in the dormitory corridor, silently waiting for Wang Dong to come out. If he wasn't mistaken, his homeroom teacher should be Zhou Yi!

"Looks like today is going to be very lively!"

(End of this chapter)