Xuan Long’s scarlet eyes instantly fell onto his cub.
Little Xiao San’s lips were trembling badly as tears continuously rolled down his round cheeks. His tiny hands desperately tried to tug the black Beast Suppression Lock around his neck, but every touch only made him cry harder in pain.
"Father..." Xiao San cried brokenly, his small voice already hoarse from crying too much. "Father, help ... it hurts..."
Those words instantly shattered the last calmness inside Xuan Long’s heart. His chest tightened painfully as he looked at his cub writhing in Teng Siyan’s arms. He had never seen Xiao San cry like this before.
His little cub had always been lively and mischievous. Even when he fell or got scolded by Su Qinglan, he would only puff his cheeks and act spoiled.
But now...
His son was trembling in pain.
And as a father, he could do nothing. At that mont, Xuan Long truly felt like his heart was being cut apart piece by piece.
Would Xiao San ever forgive him for failing to protect him?
anwhile, Teng Siyan quietly watched Xuan Long’s breaking expression. A satisfied glint slowly appeared in his eyes, as though he was greatly enjoying this scene.
Finally, this proud monster had lowered his head. Teng Siyan had waited too many years for this mont.
Xuan Long also understood it clearly now. Until Teng Siyan got what he wanted, he would never release Xiao San.
The realization made Xuan Long’s fists clench tightly. Then finally, through gritted teeth, he spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
"What do you want... Teng Siyan?"
Teng Siyan imdiately chuckled softly.
"Xuan Long..." he said slowly, almost mockingly. "You are still as clever as you were in the past."
Then he lightly waved his hand.
Imdiately, another mber of the Teng Clan stepped forward from behind the crowd. The man’s eyes were filled with arrogance and mockery as though he was looking down upon Xuan Long from above.
In his hands was another black tallic collar. A larger Beast Suppression Lock.
Clearly ant for Xuan Long himself. The mont Xuan Long saw it, his entire expression froze. His breathing beca heavy.
So...
This was their goal.
They wanted to chain him again. His gaze darkened slightly as countless old mories surged through his mind uncontrollably.
Dark prison halls.
Cold floors stained with blood.
The painful weight of chains around his neck.
The humiliation.
The helplessness.
The feeling of being treated like nothing more than a dangerous beast.
He had escaped that life long ago.
For centuries he had buried that past deep inside himself. He had thought he would never again kneel before the Teng Clan.
But now that nightmare had returned before him once again.
And this ti... It was using his cub against him.
Xuan Long’s expression beca extrely conflicted. His pride scread at him to destroy everything here.
To kill everyone.
To tear Teng Siyan apart alive.
But suddenly...
"Father... it hurts..."
Xiao San’s painful cries sounded again.
Xuan Long’s entire body stiffened violently. His scarlet eyes imdiately snapped toward his cub. Xiao San’s face had already beco pale from pain while his small body continuously trembled in Teng Siyan’s arms.
The mont Xuan Long saw that scene...
All hesitation disappeared.
Slowly, he closed his eyes.
Then he spoke in a low and rigid voice.
"...I agree."
For a second, the entire courtyard beca silent.
Then suddenly...
Teng Siyan burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
His laughter echoed through the ruined courtyard as though he had just witnessed sothing extrely amusing.
"Xuan Long..." Teng Siyan said while laughing. "I have truly never seen you this humble before. This is almost refreshing."
His eyes were filled with mockery and victory.
"I really did not expect you to agree so obediently."
Then his gaze slowly lowered toward little Xiao San in his arms. Suddenly, Teng Siyan reached out and pinched the cub’s soft cheek lightly.
"You really are sothing else," he chuckled. "It seems your father truly loves you deeply."
Then Teng Siyan’s expression slowly beca colder.
"But Xuan Long... you are truly heartless."
His voice carried faint ridicule.
"You actually found a mate and even sired cubs, yet the Teng Clan received not even a single piece of news."
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"You hid everything so carefully. Were you really planning to never return?"
Teng Siyan sneered softly. "But what was the point of hiding it? Did you truly think the Teng Clan would never find out?"
Xuan Long’s face remained dark and silent. He did not answer. At this mont, he only stared at Xiao San’s trembling body. Nothing else mattered anymore.
Then suddenly...
BANG!
Teng Siyan’s foot heavily kicked against the back of Xuan Long’s knees. The force was so sudden that cracks instantly spread across the ground beneath him.
Xuan Long’s eyes instantly darkened with fury. His first instinct was to resist. His terrifying aura almost exploded violently outward.
Even the powerful kick was not able to make him kneel, and that made Teng Siyan’s expression crack.
But before Xuan Long could move...
Teng Siyan’s cold voice rang out again arrogantly, but you could see the gloominess in his eyes.
"Kneel," he said icily. "Or I will make your cub suffer even more."
Those words instantly froze Xuan Long. His fists trembled violently. The veins on his forehead bulged from suppressed rage. He had never been forced into such humiliation before.
Never.
Yet today...
For his son...
He slowly lowered himself onto one knee.
BOOM.
The mont his knee touched the ground, the surrounding Teng Clan mbers all revealed satisfied expressions.
So even looked at him with ridicule.
The proud Xuan Long had actually knelt.
Teng Siyan’s lips slowly curled upward. Now this was the scene he truly wanted to see. For centuries he has dreamt of this scene.
He could tolerate his elder brother surpassing him, but his nephew too...dream on.
Then he calmly waved his hand toward the Teng Clan mber holding the Beast Suppression Lock.
"Place it on his neck."
"So the proud Xuan Long would know how to behave himself."
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