"Yu Xiaogang, are you physically incapable? Do you need my dear Tang San to prepare some tonic for you?"
As the 100,000-year-old hooligan rabbit Xiao Wu uttered these words, the entire teahouse fell into an eerie silence.
Yu Xiaogang: "..."
Tang San: "..."
All the customers present: "..."
Everyone exchanged glances.
Then, all eyes turned toward Yu Xiaogang, whose face had turned ashen.
"My body isn't capable? What the hell do you mean my body isn't capable? My body is perfectly fine!"
"Before leaving the Kingdom of Balak and Suotuo City, I even made a special trip to the brothel and spent some time conquering Cuihua!"
Yu Xiaogang was cursing Xiao Wu relentlessly in his mind.
Brothel Cuihua: "..."
Pfft, a one-second man like you thinks you can conquer me, Cuihua?
If it weren't for the fact that you're dumb and loaded, I would've kicked you off the bed and out of the brothel long ago.
And that Dai Mubai with his flashy eyes, always bragging, and that Oscar who only sells sausages.
One lasts a second, the other two last three seconds.
Every single one of you is trash.
You call yourselves men?
Hah, I could do better with my hand than you useless losers.
Though Yu Xiaogang was cursing Xiao Wu internally, he could still see the mocking looks from the customers around him.
Their eyes seemed to say, "Little bro, judging by your withered dog-like appearance, you really aren't up to much."
"Ahem, Xiao Wu, thank you for your concern."
"But my body is perfectly fine."
"Of course, if Tang San could prepare some tonics to help nourish me, that would be acceptable."
Yu Xiaogang had indeed been looking a bit haggard lately from training the Shrek Seven Devils.
Yes, that was definitely the reason for his exhaustion—certainly not because his body was failing him.
Hearing this, Tang San shuddered and spoke with deep concern.
"Teacher, don't worry. I know a thing or two about herbalism."
"I will definitely prepare the best and strongest tonics to restore your health."
"You've worked so hard to train me all these years. You've suffered too much."
Damn it, he truly was despicable.
As Yu Xiaogang's only disciple, Tang San had caused his teacher to endure such hardship all these years.
Tang San had now fully immersed himself in his own delusional narrative.
His teacher, Yu Xiaogang, had scrimped and saved every day, pouring all his resources into Tang San's training.
Meanwhile, his teacher could only scavenge leftovers from the trash to stave off hunger.
Truly, Tang San was moved to tears. Such a devoted teacher was one of a kind in the entire Douluo Continent.
But at least his teacher had taken in a respectful and dutiful disciple like him.
When Tang San becomes a Titled Douluo, he must take his beloved teacher to enjoy a life of luxury.
Yunxiao: "..."
Dugu Bo: "..."
Ning Fengzhi: "..."
Haotian School: "..."
Ah yes yes, we almost believed Tang San's nonsense.
Just ask the handsome, wealthy, and talented readers in front of their screens—do they believe Tang San's ridiculous claims?
Readers, do you believe it? Because we certainly don't.
Hearing Tang San's tearful declaration, Yu Xiaogang's lips twitched violently.
"Uh, Little San, just help your teacher prepare some normal supplements. No need for the best or strongest ones."
Was it that he didn't want the best and strongest supplements?
Truth was, his pockets were empty—he had no money.
Buying medicinal herbs required Gold Soul Coins, right?
Let alone purchasing the finest and rarest herbs.
If not for the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family meddling, given his status as the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader, wouldn't those precious herbs be his for the taking?
And without paying a single coin.
"Damn the Heaven Dou Empire's royal Xue Family! It's because you support those lowly commoner merchants that he can't afford the rare herbs, leaving his body weak and frail."
"Hmph, the Heaven Dou Empire's royal Xue Family truly has a death wish."
The more Yu Xiaogang thought about it, the more he cursed the entire Heaven Dou Empire's royal family in his heart.
What was so great about protecting a bunch of lowly merchants? They were nothing but freeloading pigs.
Hearing this absurd exchange between master and disciple, everyone present couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Ahahaha, I can't—this is too funny!"
"Bro, if a man's lacking, he really can't blame his body."
"Besides, you're not exactly young anymore. After all these years, why don't you reflect on yourself?"
"Heheh, Lao Wang, speaking of lacking stamina, I've got a secret remedy here. Take one pill three times a day."
"I guarantee you'll be full of energy, making your tigress of a wife kneel and sing 'Conquered'—just like that, conquered by you."
"Lao Huang, screw your damn secret remedy!"
"Last time I trusted your nonsense, I had diarrhea for a whole month and lost dozens of pounds!"
"Hey, Lao Li, that's unfair. Why is it that others had no issues with my secret remedy, but you're the only one with problems?"
"After all these years, why don't you reflect on yourself? Huh? Lao Li, why so quiet? Answer me! Look in my eyes—why, baby, why?!"
"Ah, no, no. Honestly, your 'secret remedy' isn't half as nourishing as Whale Jelly."
Amid the crowd's jeers, Yu Xiaogang's face turned ashen, trembling with rage as if having a seizure.
Secret remedy? Whale Jelly's the real deal.
Though he was trembling all over as if having an epileptic fit from anger, Yu Xiaogang still secretly memorized the appearance of the middle-aged man who revealed the exclusive secret recipe, along with the information about Whale Jelly's nourishing properties.
Just then, he noticed the crowd mocking Yu Xiaogang.
At this moment, Tang San was also furious to the extreme.
His eyes flashed with ferocity, his face contorted in rage.
"Damn it! How dare these people ridicule my most respected Master Yu! According to Article Three of the General Principles in my Tang Sect Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record."
"Once an opponent is confirmed as an enemy, they deserve death and must be swiftly eliminated with thunderous force. Otherwise, they'll only bring more trouble."