Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 231 – Dad, are you going crazy wanting to hold your grandson?

The aroma of tea in the study mingled with the lingering remnants of the turbulent Spiritual power from just moments ago, creating a somewhat strange atmosphere.

With Long Jingtian’s departure, the immense weight pressing on everyone’s hearts finally lifted.

Long Teng slumped into the grand master’s chair without a care for his image. The hand holding his teacup was still trembling slightly—a physiological reaction forcibly induced by the pressure of an eighth-level expert.

“Alright, stop pretending.”

Long Teng took a sip of tea, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Lin Fan and Long Yan before finally settling on Long Yan’s cold, hard face. His tone became somewhat playful. “Now that we’re past the Third Elder, there are some things the three of us should talk about openly.”

Long Yan’s muscles tensed, and he subconsciously glanced at Lin Fan beside him.

What else was there to talk about? Could this old man have sensed his killing intent from earlier and figured out his desire to slaughter the entire Pureblood Dragon Clan?

“Let’s talk,” Long Teng said, setting down his teacup. He tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop, making a soft tap, tap sound. “When are you two planning to get married?”

“Cough!”

Long Yan couldn’t catch his breath and nearly choked on his own saliva.

His pure gold vertical pupils widened as he stared at Long Teng in utter disbelief.

Marriage?

I’m here for revenge, and you’re asking me when I’m going to marry your daughter?

Is there something wrong with how this plot is developing?

Seeing the look on Long Yan’s face, as if he’d just swallowed a fly, Long Teng snorted coldly. “What? You don’t want to own up to it? You admitted to being my daughter’s man in front of the Third Elder, and now you want to go back on your word? Believe it or not, I’ll skin you alive right now!”

“Dad~”

Lin Fan chose the perfect moment to walk over and sit directly on the armrest of Long Teng’s chair. She shook his arm coquettishly. “What are you doing? Brother Long Yan is thin-skinned. Don’t scare him.”

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Long Yan: “…”

That single “Dad” from his daughter was enough to make Long Teng’s bones melt. The ferocity on his face instantly dissipated by more than half, and he sighed helplessly. “Wu’er, it’s not that Dad is forcing you. But since the word is out, the sooner this marriage happens, the better. Besides…”

He glanced at Lin Fan’s flat abdomen and rolled his eyes in annoyance. “Even though there’s nothing in that belly of yours, you have to see the act through to the end. Understand?”

Boom!

That sentence struck Long Yan’s head like a bolt of lightning.

He stiffly turned his neck to look at Lin Fan, his eyes filled with confusion and shock.

Long Teng knew it was fake all along?

So from start to finish, he was the only one foolishly playing along, and he’d been teased by this woman about the “child” the entire way?

“What are you looking at?” Lin Fan retorted, glaring back at Long Yan with perfect justification. “Dad is at the peak of the seventh level. A single sweep of his Mental Strength is enough to know if there’s any life fluctuation. Did you think everyone is as easy to fool as you?”

Long Yan: “…”

He felt that his intelligence had been insulted.

Utterly crushed, even.

“Alright, alright.” Long Teng waved his hand, interrupting their exchange of glances. “Since you’re not pregnant, then hurry up and get to it. This kid’s Bloodline is excellent. If you can give me a pureblood grandson, I’ll wake up laughing from my dreams.”

Long Yan’s face instantly turned the color of pig’s liver.

Have… have a grandson?

“Dad, you must be crazy about wanting a grandson, aren’t you?”

Lin Fan pouted and said with a look of disdain, “I’m still young, only sixteen! This is my time to have fun. After getting married, I’ll have to serve my husband and raise children. How boring is that?”

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She stood up, walked to Long Yan’s side, and linked her arm through his stiff one with extreme naturalness. Resting her head on his shoulder, her voice held a hint of yearning. “Besides, Brother Long Yan has been wandering outside all this time. I want to see the outside world too. We’ve already discussed it; we plan to go out and travel for a few years.”

“Travel?” Long Teng frowned. “It’s so dangerous outside…”

“Long Yan will be there!” Lin Fan patted Long Yan’s firm chest, producing a dull thump, thump sound. “He’s someone who can take on a seventh-level expert head-on! Besides, how can one grow without experiencing trials and tribulations? You don’t want your daughter to be a flower in a greenhouse forever, do you?”

Long Teng fell silent.

He looked at the pair before him.

His daughter was charming and lovely. Although a bit willful, she had handled this crisis with great tact.

As for this kid named Long Yan, though his origins were unknown and he was a man of few words, his terrifyingly pure Bloodline couldn’t be faked, and his strength was absurdly high.

A combination like this was indeed qualified to roam the Dragon Spirit Continent unhindered.

Moreover…

Long Teng’s gaze grew profound.

If this kid really was the illegitimate son of some major figure, letting him take Wu’er out for a while might even bring some powerful allies to Border Dragon City.

More importantly, since this kid had entered his family’s door, he was one of their own.

Letting him go out to gain experience meant that when he himself stepped down in the future, this kid would be Border Dragon City’s sharpest blade and Wu’er’s most solid support.

“Sigh…”

Long Teng let out a long sigh, his expression turning somewhat complicated. “A daughter won’t stay with her family forever.”

He stood up, walked over to Long Yan, and clapped a large, fan-like hand heavily on his shoulder.

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“Kid.”

Long Teng’s voice turned serious, carrying an unquestionable authority. “I don’t care what you were like before, and I don’t care what your motives are. Since Wu’er has chosen you, you are my, Long Teng’s, son-in-law.”

“If you want to take her out, I won’t stop you.”

“But!”

Long Teng’s eyes narrowed sharply, and the terrifying killing intent of a peak seventh-level expert instantly locked onto Long Yan. “If Wu’er loses a single hair on her head, or suffers even the slightest grievance… I will hunt you to the ends of the earth and tear you to pieces!”

Long Yan felt the heavy force on his shoulder, and a strange glint flashed in his pure gold vertical pupils.

From the side, Lin Fan could also feel that there was no calculation in these words, only a father’s purest love and protection for his daughter.

Unfortunately…

The real Long Wu was long dead.

And this “father” before them was destined to be disappointed.

Long Yan took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions in his heart. He lowered his head slightly, his voice hoarse yet firm. “As long as I live, no one can harm her.”

He said this to “Ning Shuang” in his heart.

But to Long Teng’s ears, it was the most solemn of promises.

“Good!”

Long Teng laughed heartily and slapped Long Yan’s back forcefully. “You’ve got guts! Like a real man!”

He turned and walked to a hidden compartment behind his desk, took out a black token, and casually tossed it to Lin Fan.

“This is my City Lord Token. Seeing this token is like seeing me in person. Within Border Dragon City’s sphere of influence, no one will dare to stop you.”

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Lin Fan caught the token with a grin, tossing it up and down in her hand. “Thanks, old man!”

“Get lost, get lost. You’re annoying to look at.” Long Teng waved his hand dismissively. “Hurry up and bring me back a real grandson. Stop trying to fool your old man with fake ones all day.”

“Pfft~”

Lin Fan made a face, pulled the stiff-faced Long Yan along, and turned to run out.

It wasn’t until they had walked out of the City Lord’s Mansion and onto the bustling street that Long Yan abruptly shook off Lin Fan’s hand.

He took two steps back, putting a safe distance between them. His cold, handsome face was filled with vigilance and indignant shame.

“How long are you going to keep up this act?”

Long Yan growled through gritted teeth, “What marriage, what having a child… Can you be a little more serious?”

Lin Fan stopped and turned to look at Long Yan, who was acting as if he were facing a great enemy.

The afterglow of the sunset fell upon her face, plating her exquisitely beautiful features with a golden edge. The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile that made Long Yan’s heart skip a beat.

“What? Doesn’t Brother Long Yan like it?”

Lin Fan took a step forward, closing in on Long Yan. She lowered her voice, her tone laced with a hint of teasing. “Back in the study, I thought you were quite enjoying the identity of ‘son-in-law’.”

“I was just playing along with you!” Long Yan retorted, craning his neck, but the tips of his ears were bright red.

“Is that so?”

Lin Fan chuckled softly and stopped teasing him.

She lifted her head and looked toward the gray, hazy sky to the north. The playfulness in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a chilling glint that made one’s heart tremble.