Chapter 386: Shared Glory, Shared Loss

Chapter 386: Chapter 386: Shared Glory, Shared Loss


"Mm, I’m awake... Go and wake everyone up. After breakfast, I need to head to the Star Dou Great Forest. Does anyone need a spirit ring? I can help you get one while I’m there!"


Xiao Yu looked at Liu Erlong and Xiao Wu, reaching out to gently pat Xiao Wu’s head as he asked softly.


"No, we just got our sixth spirit rings not long ago. Sister Yan Yan is only at level 66, still far from becoming a Soul Sage..."


Xiao Wu, feeling the warmth of Xiao Yu’s hand on her head, blushed and trembled slightly.


Hearing this, Xiao Yu didn’t say much more and decided to take only Xiao Wu back to the Star Dou Great Forest for a visit.


Xiao Wu was naturally thrilled to hear that she could return to the Star Dou Great Forest.


"Rongrong, go back and talk to your father. Don’t make him angry anymore."


Dugu Yan helped Ning Rongrong up, her tone complex.


Dugu Yan could clearly see why Xiao Yu had focused so much on Rongrong last night.


"Hmph, it’s all Dad and Grandpa’s fault."


Ning Rongrong clenched her small fists, her face filled with dissatisfaction.


Although Xiao Yu had been by her side all night, as a support-type soul master, Rongrong couldn’t withstand Xiao Yu’s intense attention.


Thus, she had barely made it through the night with the help of Xiao Yu’s Light Breath and her Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda.


During breakfast, Rongrong did her best to serve Xiao Yu, almost feeding him mouth-to-mouth.


Xiao Yu, without hesitation, wrapped his arm around Rongrong, feeling her perfect youthful body.


After breakfast, Xiao Yu took out two strength-type spirit bones he had obtained from Tang Hao and spoke to Rongrong.


"Rongrong, I have a task for you. Go back today and tell your father that due to poor management, the Moon Pavilion’s profits will no longer be shared with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.


Additionally, because the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family is facing severe internal financial losses and urgently needs external support, I hope your father can allocate 40% of the clan’s annual profits to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family for the next few years.


I hope your father won’t refuse and will lend a helping hand. Oh, and here are these two spirit bones. Give them to the Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo."


Hearing Xiao Yu’s instructions, Rongrong didn’t hesitate. She placed the spirit bones into her storage device and smiled brightly.


"Okay, Rongrong will definitely complete the task perfectly! But, Brother Xiao Yu, can you be a little gentler next time? Last night, you were so... unfamiliar."


Rongrong looked at Xiao Yu with pleading eyes, tears welling up.


It seemed that if Xiao Yu refused, the tears would pour out.


Seeing Rongrong’s teary eyes, Xiao Yu patted her head.


"Rongrong, how about next time I let you try riding the dragon?"


Last night had indeed been tough on Rongrong. If it weren’t for the need to pressure Ning Fengzhi today, Xiao Yu wouldn’t have put Rongrong through such an ordeal.


As the princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, her fate was tied to the clan’s—shared glory, shared loss. Some burdens were hers to bear.


But after resolving the matter, Xiao Yu didn’t mind giving Rongrong a chance to take charge.


Let her experience the thrill of switching from a support role to an offensive one!


Of course, this was all contingent on Ning Fengzhi being obedient and not trying to play both sides.


"..."


Hearing this, Rongrong immediately wiped away her tears and excitedly said, "Deal!!"


"Mwah!"


After planting a kiss on Xiao Yu’s cheek, Rongrong quickly left the room and, escorted by Meng Yiran, headed back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.


Meanwhile, after breakfast, Xiao Yu, under the watchful eyes of the women, spread his dragon wings and flew toward the Star Dou Great Forest with Xiao Wu in his arms.


Although the Silver Dragon King hadn’t contacted him since he became a Title Douluo, urging him to hurry to the Star Dou Great Forest, Xiao Yu could feel her urgency and longing through their connection.


Yet, no matter how eager the Silver Dragon King was, she hadn’t directly urged him, which puzzled Xiao Yu.


But regardless, they were now on their way to the Star Dou Great Forest.


Once there, everything would become clear.


Meanwhile, in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Ning Fengzhi looked at Rongrong, who had returned home.


His face, which should have been filled with joy, was instead complex.


Seeing the marks of Xiao Yu’s warning on Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi regretted his decision from the previous day even more.


He also silently blamed Xiao Yu for his ruthlessness.


Yesterday, when they met, Xiao Yu had been respectful on the surface, but behind the scenes, he had used Rongrong to make Ning Fengzhi suffer.


Indeed, Xiao Yu’s method of not killing but striking at the heart left Ning Fengzhi and the Sword and Bone Douluo feeling as if they had swallowed a fly. What’s worse, they could do nothing to resist and had to endure it silently.


"Dad, Brother Xiao Yu said that due to poor management, the Moon Pavilion’s profits will no longer be shared with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. Additionally, because the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family is facing severe financial losses, he hopes we can allocate 40% of our annual profits to them..."


Hearing Rongrong’s words, Ning Fengzhi’s regret deepened.


A single misstep yesterday had led to not only a psychological blow but also a tangible loss for the clan.


A single wrong decision had led to such consequences.


"Rongrong, the Moon Pavilion’s profits are one thing. Our clan can manage without them. But how can we give 40% of our own profits to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family? That would cripple our operations!"


The Sword Douluo, seeing the implications, frowned and spoke up.


"Grandpa Sword, this is Brother Xiao Yu’s decision, and it’s also mine. If you don’t agree, Brother Xiao Yu will be very angry. And if he’s angry, I’ll be sad. Grandpa Sword, do you want to see Rongrong sad?"


Rongrong shook the Sword Douluo’s arm, tears in her eyes.


"No, Rongrong, you..."


The Sword Douluo, seeing Rongrong’s pitiful expression, swallowed his words.


Xiao Yu’s move was brilliant—striking at the very foundation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.


They could either lose Rongrong or lose their wealth. Neither was an outcome the Sword Douluo wanted.