Supreme Dragon Lord-Chapter 347 Frustration!

Seeing his son’s expression, Yang Quan said coldly, "What is wrong with you? You’ve offended the Young Master! Hurry up and apologize! If he decides to settle this score with you, you won’t be able to save your own life!"

"Ah?!" Hearing his father’s words, Yang Chen grew even more panicked.

Even if I wrack my brain, I can’t figure out what’s happening. My father is the owner of the Chengxuan Auction House, a prominent figure in this town. Why does he have to be so respectful to this young man?

"What are you waiting for?!" Seeing Yang Chen standing there frozen, Yang Quan slapped him across the face.

SLAP!

The crisp sound echoed. Yang Chen felt dizzy, his heart swelling with indignation. Seeing his father raise his hand again, Yang Chen’s eyelids twitched violently. He was terrified.

"No! Don’t hit me..." Yang Chen cried out, quickly turning to apologize to Long Chen. "I’m sorry! I was blind before and shouldn’t have offended you! I won’t dare to do it again. I only hope you can forgive me for what I did."

In the face of Yang Chen’s pleading, Long Chen remained indifferent. I don’t have the energy to waste on these buffoons.

Yang Quan then addressed Long Chen sincerely. "Young Master, my son is ignorant. Please don’t lower yourself to his level. He has already apologized, but if you’re still not satisfied, you may take it out on me. A son’s misdeeds are the father’s failure. I am willing to bear full responsibility!"

Hearing this, Long Chen simply waved a hand dismissively without a word. The apology was adequate, so he couldn’t be bothered to pursue the matter.

Seeing that Long Chen had no intention of pressing the issue, the knot of tension in Yang Quan’s chest finally loosened. He couldn’t begin to imagine what he would have done if Long Chen had been relentless.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Quan continued, "Your friend is injured and needs time to recuperate. If you two young masters would do me the honor, I can arrange for a room where you can rest. Please, think of it as a token of my gratitude. I hope you will both accept."

Long Chen glanced down at Long Xin. He had indeed suffered a serious internal injury and needed a place to rest and recover.

With this in mind, Long Chen said coolly to Yang Quan, "Find us a quiet room."

Hearing Long Chen’s consent, Yang Quan was inwardly delighted. He quickly assured him, "Rest easy, Young Master. I will make the proper arrangements immediately. No one will be allowed to disturb you. I’ll have attendants stationed outside twenty-four hours a day, dedicated to serving you. If you need anything at all, just let them know."

"Then hurry up," Long Chen cut in, having no patience for such nonsense.

"Right away!" Yang Quan didn’t dare say more. He just nodded repeatedly and immediately began giving orders to his men.

Meanwhile, Yang Chen was filled with a silent, suppressed rage. He felt so stifled he was on the verge of going mad.

After getting Long Chen and his companion settled, the fawning smile vanished from Yang Quan’s face. His expression turned grim, and a cold sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth.

A moment later, he arrived before a private room. The two men guarding the door greeted him respectfully, "Director!"

Yang Quan gave a slight nod. "How is the Young Master now?" he asked coolly.

The two men exchanged a glance before one finally answered, mustering his courage. "His mood is... unstable. He’s likely still brooding over what happened earlier."

"I see." Yang Quan sighed softly and pushed the door open.

"I said, no one is allowed in! Are you deaf?! Get out! Get the hell out!"

The moment he stepped inside, Yang Quan was met with enraged shouts. He walked forward to see Yang Chen lying wretchedly on the bed, his face a mask of fury.

He frowned. "What’s the point of throwing a tantrum now? Who do you think you’re putting on a show for?"

Startled, Yang Chen looked up. Upon seeing it was his father, he whipped his head away, his face contorted with anger as he pointedly ignored him.

Yang Quan slowly approached his son’s bedside. As a father, seeing him like this, it was impossible not to feel a pang of heartache. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Does it hurt?" Yang Quan asked with concern.

"Hurts?" Yang Chen scoffed. "Isn’t it ridiculous for you to even ask that? Those two slaps of yours were more agonizing than having my dantian crippled! Instead of helping me, you sided with my enemy to punish me? Tell me, who’s your real son, him or me?!"

"Son, it’s not what you think," Yang Quan explained hastily. "Everything I did today... I had no other choice!"

"No choice?" Yang Chen echoed with a bitter laugh. "Fine! Then tell me, what reason could possibly make you ignore your own son and allow me to suffer such a great humiliation?"

"I wanted nothing more than to avenge you myself. But you saw it too—even Lin Sha was no match for him. If I had opposed him, I doubt either of us would be standing here right now. His power is terrifying. I didn’t dare to offend him, so I had to let you suffer this humiliation for the time being." Yang Quan continued, "Besides, there’s another reason. I need to keep him here."

"Keep him here?" His mind clouded by rage, Yang Chen scoffed, "To be your new son, you mean? If you won’t get revenge for me, fine! I’ll do it myself! Sooner or later, I will make him pay for this!"

"You...!" At this, Yang Quan, who had been trying to explain patiently, finally lost his temper. "How did I raise a son like you! Utterly senseless! You’re driving me mad!"

Too angry to explain further, Yang Quan snapped, "You are my son, and I will personally avenge the suffering he has caused you! But I’m warning you, this is not a matter you can meddle in. From this moment on, you will stay here and heal. Do not take one step out of this room, lest you cause more trouble for me!"

With that, Yang Quan spun around and stormed out, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.