Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 398 I love 'helping others' the most!

Dai Chengfeng smiled, took a few steps forward, and stopped at a delicate distance from Liu Erlong—a distance that was neither too intimate nor too close, yet still within easy reach.

His gaze fell on Liu Erlong's slightly trembling shoulders and back, and his tone became even gentler.

"Judging from your appearance, you must be feeling extremely distressed."

Dai Chengfeng paused, then lowered his voice further, "If you don't mind, why don't you tell me?"

"Maybe you'll feel better if you talk about it."

"No... no need..."

Liu Erlong was actually somewhat tempted at first, after all, she really felt very wronged.

She had always put Yu Xiaogang's interests first, and even put aside her affairs at Blue Tyrant Academy to travel thousands of miles to Wuhun City with Dai Chengfeng in order to obtain the Soul Shaping Pill so that Yu Xiaogang could break through his limits.

But what about Yu Xiaogang?
Not only did he not think of himself, but he also secretly came to Wuhun City to find that bitch Bibi Dong without his knowledge, and even did so every day.

What am I to him?
In the end, Liu Erlong shook her head; she didn't want to expose her most vulnerable side to outsiders.

"Need not?"

Dai Chengfeng didn't care about Liu Erlong's rejection. "Liu Erlong, aren't we friends?"

"It's perfectly normal for friends to listen to each other's troubles and share their worries. Besides, if you keep your troubles inside, won't you suffer? That would really be torture for yourself."

Dai Chengfeng paused for a moment, observing Liu Erlong's reaction.

Seeing that she didn't immediately refute him this time, he knew he had a chance, and continued in a gentle yet penetratingly deep voice:

"As for..."

"Perhaps I can't offer any real help, but at least my ears are free for now. And some things, if left unsaid, will weigh on your heart like a boulder, but if you say them out loud..."

"Even just pouring it onto a tree or a gust of wind would make me feel a little lighter."

“I can see that this isn’t your fault, so you don’t have to bear it all alone. You shouldn’t punish yourself, should you?”

Dai Chengfeng's simple yet understanding words to Liu Erlong were like a key, gently unlocking the tightly locked door to Liu Erlong's heart.

"Yeah, it wasn't my fault, so why should I punish myself?"

In an instant, the grievances, anger, pain of being ignored, and immense sense of loss in her heart seemed to find a way out.

Finally, Liu Erlong took a deep breath, turned to look at Dai Chengfeng, tears streaming down her beautiful cheeks, her voice broken and agitated:
"I...I just don't understand!"

Liu Erlong almost roared, as if questioning the absent person, "Why can some people be so selfish! So disregarding other people's feelings! I was for him..."

Liu Erlong choked for a moment, not revealing the names, since it was not appropriate to disclose either her blood relationship with Yu Xiaogang or the master-disciple relationship between Bibi Dong and Dai Chengfeng.

Therefore, Liu Erlong simply said, "I did so much for that man!"

"He even gave up everything at Blue Tyrant Academy and followed you to Spirit City just to help him find a glimmer of hope for a breakthrough!"

"But what about him?"

"Did I ever have a place in his heart?"

"He'd rather...he'd rather go to that...that woman who dumped him, and ignore me!"

"What does he take me, Liu Erlong, for? A fool he can summon and dismiss at will?!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng seemed to understand something. He roughly grasped the core of the conflict between Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang. "So that's how it is..."

On the surface, he appeared to be listening quietly without saying a word.

Dai Chengfeng understood that Liu Erlong didn't want his evaluation of Yu Xiaogang; she just wanted to vent. Therefore, his gaze remained fixed on Liu Erlong's tear-streaked face, his eyes focused intently.

At the same time, offering a simple silk handkerchief at the right moment is a natural and considerate gesture.

"Thank you."

Liu Erlong took the handkerchief from Dai Chengfeng and gently wiped away her tears, while looking at Dai Chengfeng with her big eyes, seeking affirmation.

"Dai Chengfeng, you be the judge, tell me what happened..."

"Whose fault is it, really?!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Chengfeng sighed softly, "Of course it's his fault."

"However, you are also at fault!"

"Am I wrong too?"

Liu Erlong wiped away her tears, her expression poignant, and looked at Dai Chengfeng with a puzzled expression.

Dai Chengfeng smiled and said, "Yes, you were also wrong."

"Is it worth shedding so many tears for someone who doesn't know how to cherish, and who can even be said to be... morally flawed?"

Dai Chengfeng's voice was gentle, "Your kindness and sincerity are something he doesn't deserve at all."

"And you, you mistake fish eyes for pearls, while discarding the real treasures like worn-out shoes."

Dai Chengfeng made no attempt to defend "him" and stood entirely on Liu Erlong's side, greatly acknowledging and comforting her feelings of intense need for affirmation.

Dai Chengfeng's words seemed to possess a strange magic, making Liu Erlong feel that her anger and sorrow were justified and understood.

In an instant, the grievances and pain that had been building up in Liu Erlong's heart seemed to have finally found someone to vent to. Her suppressed sobs rang out again, and her shoulders trembled even more violently.

Just as Liu Erlong was falling into grief again, Dai Chengfeng's ear twitched slightly.

He heard a series of hurried and unsteady footsteps approaching the gate of the villa in the distance.

"Is someone coming?"

As Dai Chengfeng thought to himself, an invisible spiritual force spread out like ripples on water, sweeping over the high walls and layers of flowers and trees of the courtyard.

At the courtyard gate, Yu Xiaogang was being half-supported and half-carried by Yu Tianheng as he staggered over.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's face was ashen, his lips were cracked, and his usual composed demeanor as a master had vanished, leaving only a look of near-collapse, anxiety, and utter disarray.

His eyes were sunken, his pupils were bloodshot, and his breathing was rapid and unsteady, yet he was held on by a strong obsession.

Yu Tianheng, standing to the side, frowned deeply, his face filled with undisguised worry.

He held Yu Xiaogang's swaying body tightly, his gaze anxiously sweeping over Yu Xiaogang's pale face from time to time. His lips were pressed into a straight line, clearly showing his extreme unease about Yu Xiaogang's current condition, but he didn't know what to do and could only do his best to support him.

After all, in Yu Tianheng's view, it was an undeniable fact that his aunt and Dai Chengfeng were together.

What can be done if my uncle is gone?
Inside the villa, with the feedback from his mental energy, the scene outside was laid bare in Dai Chengfeng's mind, and he immediately understood, "It really is Yu Xiaogang."

"Although in the world of Douluo Continent, because of the supremacy of martial arts, no one likes to play any sophisticated tricks, but... no one is a fool!"

"Obviously, Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong won't be like the characters in the TV dramas of my previous life, where they suddenly become mute whenever a misunderstanding occurs."

"But ah..."

"I'm the kind of person who loves helping others the most!"

(End of this chapter)