Seeing this, Lin Yu hastily shook his head with great force, swinging it back and forth as if trying to convey his firm resolve to his mother. He said resolutely, "Mother, I chose this specifically for you, and you should take it. After all, you are already an 89th-level Soul Douluo. Once you consume this Vermilion Fruit, you will be able to break through and become a 90th-level Quasi-Titled Douluo." A gleam of unquestionable conviction flashed in his eyes, and his tone was steady and powerful, as if stating an undeniable fact. Every word fell like a heavy hammer, striking the air to demonstrate his determination.
Just as Lin Yu was earnestly explaining, Father Lin strode in with a whirlwind of hurried and forceful steps that kicked up a gust of wind. His face was full of eagerness and curiosity as he puzzled aloud, "What on earth are you two talking about?" His voice was loud and urgent, as though he couldn't wait to know the answer.
Lin Yu then gave his father a well-organized and detailed explanation, speaking at an unhurried pace with clear logic that laid out the whole story from beginning to end. Hearing this, the puzzlement on Father Lin's face instantly vanished, replaced by a broad smile as he said to his wife, "Since this is Xiaoyu's thoughtfulness, you should accept it. However, I still need to rack my brains over your Ninth Soul Ring—where should we hunt for a suitable soul beast for you?" As he spoke, he scratched his head, his brows furrowing slightly while a …
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