Decimated, controlled by others.
Du Ziteng couldn't believe that the Red Cloud Skill, the jewel in the crown of the Du family, was such a flawed technique. Even as his pupils dilated in shock, he forcefully maintained his composure and asked, "What basis do you have for saying that?"
How could they expect someone to overturn a lifetime of belief based on Tang Luo's words alone? That was too cruel.
Tang Luo shook his head, chuckling lightly. "Just making conversation, you don't have to believe it."
With that, he patted Du Ziteng's shoulder and walked over to the pavilion. Elder Xu and Mi Bai were already seated, with Mi Bai setting out food and drinks from his food box.
Seeing Tang Luo approach, Elder Xu energetically hit his chest with his fist, praising him. "Younger brother, you've done well!"
Tang Luo, already accustomed to the Xu family's excessive physical affection, glanced down at his chest and replied, "What's 'done well'?"
