In an alley, there was a small pub open day and night.
Without even entering, you could hear the bustling noise inside, occasionally punctuated by the shouts of drunkards.
Fortunately, the pub was in an alley, so it generally didn't disturb others.
Sitting at the bar, Yu Xiaogang, his face bruised and swollen, half-leaned over, pouring himself a drink.
Just moments ago, he had cursed away another group of people who had come to mock him.
One by one, they inquired about Shrek Academy and the 100,000-year soul beast.
It was utterly annoying.
Some were even more direct, openly ridiculing his title as "Grandmaster of Theory."
"These guys, they look down on people."
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, what a load of crap for the number one beast spirit! A bunch of cowards!"
"I will definitely take on a good disciple, make him a Titled Douluo. I want them all to know that I am the greatest Grandmaster of Theory on this continent!"
He recalled his conversation with his father, urging him never to let Blue Silver City become one of the so-called Upper Three Sects.
It would be better to cooperate with the Clear Sky Sect and have them deal with Blue Silver City.
He even offered strategies, but they were all rejected, and he was beaten up.
Everyone doubted him, looked down on him.
His strength and talent were one thing, but now even his theories were being belittled.
"Another bottle of Green Wood Brew, please."
After finishing his drink, Yu Xiaogang called out to the bar.
Now, he seemed to have lost everything: his talented disciples were gone, the Clear Sky Douluo he admired was gone, the 100,000-year transformed soul beast was gone, and his brother was gone too.
"Coming..."
The bartender didn't care who the customer was; seeing Yu Xiaogang pull out gold soul coins, he retrieved a bottle of Green Wood Brew from under the counter.
"Enjoy, sir."
After placing it in front of Yu Xiaogang, a figure overshadowed Yu Xiaogang, looking as if the newcomer meant trouble.
"No fighting here, please, or the city guard will fine you."
Seeing the burly figure, the bartender reminded them.
Then, he didn't meddle further, assuming it was just another person coming to "exchange ideas" with Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang.
He continued to attend to other customers, but his eyes occasionally darted towards Yu Xiaogang's area.
Clearly, he was ready to call for help if trouble arose.
"Another ignorant fool."
"Get lost! I'm from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and an honorary elder of the Spirit Hall!"
"Do you really think I can't touch you in this Blue Silver City?"
Yu Xiaogang was drunk, and the previous provocations had gotten to him.
Without even lifting his head, he stood up, picking up a bottle of Green Wood Brew.
But it was intercepted midway; a large hand snatched the Green Wood Brew. Opening it, a fragrant aroma wafted out, carrying a faint hint of soul power and vitality, indicating that the person who brewed this wine was no ordinary individual.
Ignoring Yu Xiaogang entirely, Tang Xiao took a swig himself and sat down next to Yu Xiaogang.
Before, he had thought his nephew's teacher was someone capable.
Even if many people didn't think much of him, if his brother valued him, he must have some ability.
However, now it seemed utterly disappointing...
He had no soul power, his emotions were unstable, he looked crazy, and he was a drunkard.
"You're asking for death!"
Yu Xiaogang swung his hand towards Tang Xiao's face, imbued with soul power.
The man had directly snatched his wine and completely disregarded him.
But in an instant, his hand felt a sharp pain, followed by numbness; his palm lost all sensation.
"Ah!"
"You, who are you?"
Yu Xiaogang initially thought the other party was a Blue Silver City resident with little soul power.
Now, realizing he had kicked an iron plate, he sobered up a bit.
His bloodshot eyes stared intently at Tang Xiao's bearded face.
"Are you Yu Xiaogang of Shrek Academy, the teacher of Clear Sky Douluo's son?"
After finishing his drink, Tang Xiao's hoarse voice finally spoke.
As he spoke, his gaze coldly swept towards the bartender who was about to intervene.
"This is Blue Silver City. If you fight, fines and imprisonment are unavoidable."
Although startled, the bartender spoke with some firmness.
"I'm here to talk to him. We know each other."
"Right, Grandmaster Yu?"
Hearing "Blue Silver City," Tang Xiao indeed didn't want to expose his strength just yet.
Staring at Yu Xiaogang, he flicked his sleeve, revealing the Clear Sky Sect token.
Though it was only for an instant, Yu Xiaogang still saw it.
"You are..." Yu Xiaogang was shocked, stopping mid-sentence.
"We're fine, we know each other."
He turned to dismiss the bartender, who, feeling bored, rolled his eyes and turned away.
"Another bottle of Green Wood Brew, two bottles."
And Tang Xiao also spoke up.
Soon, two bottles of Green Wood Brew were on the table. The bartender, having collected the gold soul coins and seeing no conflict, acted as if nothing had happened.
"Let's find another place."
Tang Xiao didn't stand on ceremony, grabbing Yu Xiaogang and, ignoring his pain, quickly found a private room nearby.
The private room was well-sealed and blocked out the outside noise, making it a suitable place for a conversation.
After confirming there were no prying eyes, Tang Xiao refocused his attention on Yu Xiaogang.
"Are you here because of Xiao San and Clear Sky Douluo?"
"You've finally come!!!"
At this moment, although his arm was still a bit sore and numb, seeing someone from the Clear Sky Sect made Yu Xiaogang even more excited.
His face flushed, now appearing somewhat rational again. He desperately hoped the other party had come to trouble Blue Silver City and avenge Xiao San and the others.
Staring at the excited, flat-haired man in front of him, his demeanor didn't seem feigned. His decadent, bruised, and swollen appearance also confirmed that he wasn't doing well.
Tang Xiao weighed the credibility of his words in his mind, nodding slightly.
Then he continued to ask, "I want to know, where is Brother Hao now?"
"How is he?"
This was his primary concern.
He appeared calm, but in reality, he was very nervous.
He took a light sip of Green Wood Brew, but soon, Yu Xiaogang's words made the hand holding the wine stiffen.
His eyes stared intently at him.
He hoped to hear news of his brother's escape from the other's mouth.
But the result was regrettable; the more he hoped not to hear something, the more he heard it.
"Clear Sky Douluo, is dead."
Yu Xiaogang didn't understand why the other person asked this.
Had they not received the news?
"And Clear Sky Douluo's son, my disciple Tang San, they didn't spare him either. He's dead."
The continuous words, like repeated stabs, pierced Tang Xiao's heart.
His eyes widened in disbelief. Could his extraordinarily talented brother, whom even the Spirit Hall's Pope didn't take seriously, truly have died in Blue Silver City?
"Did you see it with your own eyes?"
Taking a few deep breaths to control his emotions, Tang Xiao suppressed his explosive temper, his eyes already showing murderous intent.
He needed a clear answer now.
"Yes, they both died right in front of us."
"As for the 100,000-year transformed soul beast they mentioned, Xiao Wu, she was taken away. I'm not sure about that."
Yu Xiaogang realized that the other party must be unclear about something, so he also responded to the question he had been asked most recently.
Many people were most curious about the 100,000-year transformed soul beast.
Some even came specifically to cause trouble.
'Seen with my own eyes...'
Although Tang Xiao wanted to say not to believe the drunkard in front of him.
But the other party didn't seem to be lying or deceiving at all.
Thinking that his brother might really have met with an accident, he wished he could unleash his Clear Sky Hammer right now and strike Blue Silver City a few times.
But in the end, he still controlled his emotions.