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Wang Long glanced at the gloomy, unremarkable old man and recognized him as Li Family Head, Li Mo Yuan. This person was just like his appearance—low-key and somber. When he spoke, his words carried weight, even the leader had to give him some respect.
Zhang Family Head, Zhang Minghan, nodded and said, "Li Family Head makes a valid point. The Dragon Soul is indeed ferocious and domineering. If it truly is behind this, then this matter is serious! The leader must think carefully."
Several elders also nodded in agreement, their gazes toward Wang Long becoming less friendly and more cold.
Wang Long sighed inwardly but maintained his composure on the surface and asked, "Then what do you all suggest we do about this?"
Li Mo Yuan's expression was grim as he said in a deep voice, "Kill! To eliminate future troubles!"
Wang Long's body shook slightly as he looked up at Li Mo Yuan, his eyes seemingly revealing a chilling light.
The elders erupted into a heated discussion, voices rising in chaos.
However, Liu Family Patriarch Liu Huaiyang, known for his moderate nature, cleared his throat and said, "Li Family Head seems to be a bit too hasty. We shouldn't act so decisively without fully understanding the situation. This isn't the tradition of our Dragon Gate!"
Li Mo Yuan sneered, "So according to the Liu Family Head's words, are we to raise a tiger and invite disaster upon the people? Is that our Dragon City tradition?"
"You!"
Seeing the two about to clash, Zhang Minghan quickly intervened, "Alright, both of you, let's hear how the leader plans to handle this!"
The leader stood up and said solemnly, "What you all have said has its merits, but this matter is of great importance and cannot be rushed. I wish to observe for a while to see if this child truly has any abnormalities..."
Li Mo Yuan immediately snorted in disdain, clearly expressing his dissatisfaction with the leader's approach.
However, the leader seemed not to have heard him and continued, "However... if anyone discovers even a trace of Dragon Soul's influence on this child, they may act on their own and kill him immediately! This order comes directly from me; if there is solid evidence and this child is killed afterward, not only will there be no punishment but also rewards for the one who executes him!"
Those elders who had previously harbored doubts about the leader's handling of the situation fell silent and nodded in agreement.
"Do any of the clan heads have further objections?"
A few people exchanged glances and gently shook their heads.
The Dragon Head nodded slightly and said loudly, "Alright, since that's the case, let's proceed this way! Wang Long, you may return first!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Long bowed to the elders and clan leaders before stepping back and heading towards his residence.
Once he returned to his room and sat down, he felt quite unsettled.
This path of rebirth seemed like a second chance given by the heavens, but it was destined to be fraught with danger. The Dragon Soul within him was his greatest reliance in this life, yet it also posed the biggest threat.
It could be said that he succeeded because of the Dragon Duel, and he also failed because of the Dragon Duel!
Many thoughts piled up in his mind, causing his thoughts to swirl around until it was already nighttime.
He didn't light a lamp or have any appetite for food; he simply sat quietly at the table as if forgetting everything.
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared outside the door. The moonlight cast its shadow on the door and window, making it look imposing and majestic.
Wang Long immediately became alert and asked, "Who is it?"
The door was pushed open, and a very familiar figure walked in.
It was none other than the current leader of Dragon City, the head of the Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons, the Dragon Lord, who was also his biological father!
"Dragon Head... Father..." Wang Long stood up and called softly.
"Mm." The Dragon Head nodded slightly and took a seat on the wooden chair at the table.
"Why haven't you lit a lamp?!" the Dragon Head asked.
Wang Long was taken aback. This extremely ordinary statement, coming from the imposing and formidable leader of the dragons, gave him a feeling that was both familiar and strange.
"Uh, it's nothing... just thinking about some things," Wang Long could only respond honestly.
The dragon leader nodded but did not speak. For a moment, the father and son were deeply immersed in darkness and silence.
After a while, the dragon leader spoke again: "That day I asked you, and you said it was not my fault, but I know in my heart that you still harbored resentment towards me, didn't you?"
Wang Long hesitated for a moment but did not deny it, nodding and saying, "Yes..."
The dragon leader suddenly smiled slightly, his lips curling up as he said, "You little rascal, how could your thoughts escape my notice? You spoke so grandly that day, but when it came to the duel, weren't you just like someone gone mad? Who would willingly die? Who would willingly abandon the temptations of this world? Moreover, you are only eighteen..."
Wang Long was momentarily stunned. In his life, he had never seen this strict father, the formidable dragon leader, smile!
"Tell me, do you think I am a good dragon leader?"
Wang Long was taken aback and immediately replied, "Of course you are. That day you led the people in the Dragon Duel and displayed your supreme Divine Ability to seal the invincible Dragon Duel, saving the entire populace of Dragon City from peril. Everyone regards you as the guardian deity of Dragon City and a great hero; furthermore, after your ascension to power, your governance has been clear and just. Everyone knows this."
The dragon leader sighed deeply: "Yes, I believe I have done quite well. Even if I die one day and descend into the ethereal Underworld, I will face my ancestors without any guilt!"
"You truly have..."
"But even at that time, I would not dare to see one person..."
"Who?"
The dragon leader glanced at Wang Long and sighed: "Naturally, it is your mother..."
"In my life, I can say that I have no regrets in Dragon City; I have been open and honest and believe I have no selfish motives! But regarding your mother... I not only owe her but also pushed her most beloved child onto such an irreversible path... I am the worst husband in this world and the most failed father..."
Wang Long felt a surge of emotion in his heart, wanting to say something comforting, but he didn't know if he should or how to say it. Deep down, he seemed to feel that the reality was just as it was.
"I know your mother will blame me and hate me, and you will feel the same way. But if I were given another chance to live my life again, do you know what I would choose? I would still unhesitatingly choose this path! Do you know why?"
"Simply because we are descendants of the Wang family! We are the heirs of the Dragon Head! Behind us stand the people of Hundred Thousand Dragon City! Even the slightest retreat on my part would bring unimaginable suffering to these one hundred thousand people! I am not struggling, nor am I hesitating or choosing; rather... I have no choice at all!"
"When the day comes that you become the Dragon Head, you will realize that you are no longer yourself. You are the embodiment of the thoughts of ten thousand living beings; you are the focus of everyone's gaze. Every move you make, every word you say is not something you can decide! All you can do is make the most correct choice, which is also the only choice..."
Wang Long listened in silence, unable to think of any rebuttal, but suddenly felt a deep sympathy for his father.
"But you must understand, I am still a person. Aside from this illustrious identity as Dragon Head and my formidable cultivation, I am still just an ordinary person! I experience joy and sorrow; I have worries and troubles! When you fought with a determination to die, do you know how proud I was of you and how much pain I felt? At that moment, I wished I were an ordinary person. If that were the case, at least I could cry freely during moments of parting and loss..."
"But I am the Dragon Head; how can a Dragon Head cry? How could a Dragon Head possibly shed tears?! All I can do is be passionate and righteous, watching you step onto that path of certain death..."
At this moment, Wang Long finally understood his father. The slight resentment he had felt towards him vanished in an instant, replaced by love, sympathy, and respect for this old man.
The Dragon Head suddenly sighed deeply and self-deprecatingly smiled as he said, "Forgive me for suddenly saying so much; perhaps this is what they call a dying person's last kind words..."
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