After a moment of joy, Yu Tianheng's face froze—his spirit power hadn't returned! His face turned despondent as Su Ming noticed and remarked, "You should count yourself lucky I restored your arm; if you expect your spirit power back, you're dreaming. Just go train harder."
Watching Yu Tianheng's emotional rollercoaster brought Su Ming a twisted satisfaction, especially since he could feel two eager gazes locked onto him.
"Oh, fatty, what's with that look?" Su Ming teased.
Ma Hongjun abandoned any sense of shame, rubbing his hands together eagerly. "Su Ming, can you, uh, help me too? I can't feel anything down there anymore, and it's been forever since I felt… well, you know."
Xiao Wu snapped, "You pig! You don't deserve anything there. Dream on if you think my brother's going to help you!"
Ning Rongrong added, "You're shameless, Ma Hongjun. Remember how you treated us at Shrek? Go ask Dai or Tang San for help—or maybe your dear teacher. He's so 'powerful'; let him find you a top healer!"
Flender looked away awkwardly, unwilling to admit he'd already tried and failed to find help. After all, it wasn't just Ma Hongjun who'd lost his abilities; Yu Xiaogang was in the same boat. Noticing Yu Xiaogang staring intently at Su Ming, his cheeks flushed, Flender shifted uncomfortably to the side.
"Su Ming! If you help me recover, I'll do anything you want!" Yu Xiaogang gasped, his voice unsteady with excitement.
Su Ming turned and raised an eyebrow at Yu Xiaogang. Where did this desperate dog come from? He thought, amused by Yu Xiaogang's over-the-top eagerness.
"Master," Su Ming sneered, "what's the point of restoring it at your age? You don't have a girlfriend or wife, so what's the difference? I'd say being unable to have kids suits you, wouldn't you?"
The crowd could hardly hold back their laughter at Su Ming's merciless response. Su Ming recalled a line from an old TV show and nearly laughed out loud:
"Drop the gun, or I'll make sure you can't have kids!"
"Too late—I'm old enough that I don't care!"
Su Ming's laughter was contagious. Yu Xiaogang, flushed purple and green with rage, could barely contain himself.
Someone burst out laughing, and it was as if a dam had burst; laughter echoed around the arena, impossible to stop.
"This Su Ming really knows how to make things entertaining!"
Even Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue's faces twitched, suppressing their laughter as best they could. However, the Titled Douluos among them were caught between pride and a strong urge to laugh along.
Yu Xiaogang, hovering on the edge of fury, realized Su Ming was his only chance for restoration. Swallowing his anger, he asked, "Su Ming, what's your price?"
Su Ming scoffed, "A washed-up weakling like you? What could you possibly offer me?"
Yu Xiaogang, desperate, replied, "I can give you our family's Dragon Transformation Technique! Even if you can't use it, Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan could. Their Blue Phosphorus Snake Wuhun has traces of true dragon blood and can benefit from the technique—it could significantly boost their defenses."
Yu Xiaogang's eyes gleamed with hope, banking on his knowledge of Dugu Bo's need for defensive tactics.
Su Ming appeared thoughtful, though he wasn't truly interested. While the Dragon Transformation Technique would strengthen Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan, he had confidence his system would eventually grant him something superior.
"Besides," Su Ming mused to himself, "as the one in control behind the scenes of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, I could just get the Dragon Transformation Technique from Yu Luomian later."
Yu Xiaogang, oblivious, looked over at Yu Tianxin. "Even though I don't know the complete technique, he does! Tianxin, if you share it, I'll make sure you become the next clan leader."
Yu Tianxin took a step back, replying coolly, "Uncle, the Dragon Transformation Technique is a family secret. I won't reveal it."
Fuming, Yu Xiaogang demanded, "I'm your uncle, your elder—you must obey me!"