120: Chapter 120 Tradition my ass! Virtue my foot!

Supervisor Song watched this scene, his expression darkening instantly.

He could clearly see that this bastard was deliberately making things difficult for Li Yu; given the seniority and age gap, Li Yu couldn't just resort to violence.

If Li Yu listened to him and stood throughout the meeting, there was no doubt he would become the laughingstock of this meeting, and perhaps the entire Ningyang City breeding community.

Whenever people mentioned him, they would only say he was the unlucky fellow who even had to stand during meetings.

If Li Yu turned to find another seat, it would be a sign of weakness, signaling to everyone else: "I can't afford to provoke him, so I'm backing away."

Either choice would significantly damage Li Yu's reputation.

Force? Picking up this bastard and beating him up wasn't realistic; they were Breeders, not Beast Tamers.

Reasoning? Please, the man had his eyes closed, clearly showing he didn't want to talk to him. Anything said to him would be useless.

Supervisor Song was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, looking worriedly at Li Yu, then at the Bald Old Man's vigilant Guardian standing behind him.

His heart sank.

Li Yu watched the Bald Old Man quietly, then suddenly leaned in close.

"It's true that young people have a backbone. In other words... you, old sir, are spineless, right?"

The Bald Old Man ignored him and continued to close his eyes and rest.

Li Yu narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted: "Stand up!"

Whoosh! The loud, imposing shout startled the Bald Old Man so much that his eyes widened, and he instinctively stood up.

"You..."

"You what? You old geezer, is this how you bully the young?"

"Who is bullying..."

"Who's bullying? You are! Poor me, a young person working hard and pulling overtime, yet I have to give up my seat to you on the bus, and now I have to give up my seat to your cup at a meeting? Isn't this bullying an honest person?"

"Respecting the elderly and cherishing the young is a traditional virtue..."

"Tradition, my foot! Virtue, my ass! You only remember respecting the elderly, what about cherishing the young? I'm a full sixty years younger than you, so why haven't I seen you give up your seat for me? What's the deal? Are you proud of bullying a kid 60 years your junior? Where's your face? Do you even want it anymore?"

"You, you, you..."

The Bald Old Man was so angry his eyes bulged and smoke seemed to billow from his nostrils, pointing at Li Yu, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Why wasn't the script going as he had planned?

By seniority, this youngster should be respectful and deferential to him, but what was the deal with this prickly hooligan in front of him?

Was this really a Breeder? Did he buy his certificate?

"You what!" Li Yu's rant wasn't over. He put his hands on his hips and shouted, "Hurry up, get up! Giving up a seat for a cup? Bullying a kid 60 years younger than you? I think you're even dirtier than your cup!"

"And I don't need to give up my seat anymore. You get up and let the cup sit. Don't let a dirty person like you defile the seat!"

Li Yu's rapid-fire rant left everyone around them dumbfounded.

Who present wasn't a well-bred, highly educated Breeder? The meanest things they usually said were just "bastard" or "idiot."

Others were always respectful and deferential toward them, bowing so low they might as well have folded themselves like a screen.

When had they ever heard such a barrage of fire?

For a moment, it was an eye-opener!

The other Breeders from Bright Moon Company felt fortunate that it wasn't them who had stepped forward.

Just like that, the achievement of "Only the Bald Old Man gets hurt" was unlocked.

The Bald Old Man was furious and pointed at Li Yu, shouting: "How uncouth! This is simply uncouth! You must be a fake Breeder!"

Li Yu picked his ear, looking dissatisfied: "Why haven't you moved over for the cup yet?"

"This is too much!"

The Bald Old Man was furious, pointed at Li Yu, and shouted: "Teach him a lesson for me!"

The old man's Guardian was large and sturdy, standing there like a bear, dark and rather imposing.

Hearing the order, he took a step forward and reached out to grab Li Yu by the collar.

Li Yu smiled slightly and moved to the side, revealing Chen Qing, who had been unable to hold back any longer.

The next second, with a "bang," the Guardian was kicked away by Chen Qing, flying six or seven meters before slamming heavily against the wall, unconscious by the time he landed.

Clang... The cup and bag on the chair were sent flying by the impact, landing who knows where.

"I told you, you old geezer are truly wicked. You couldn't win the argument, so you had your Guardian attack, trying to trick and ambush a kid 60 years younger than you. Tsk, tsk, tsk... How uncouth."

Li Yu sat down leisurely and gave the Bald Old Man a look that said, "Figure it out yourself."

There was a gasp from the surrounding crowd. One reason was shock at Chen Qing's strength; without summoning a Beast, she had kicked someone that far—she was practically a humanoid monster!

The second reason was astonishment at Li Yu's tough attitude. Breeding was a profession that relied on experience; the older one was, the richer their experience, so seniority did have some validity here.

No one could guarantee they wouldn't need to consult other Breeders in the future, so they were generally polite to other Breeders, especially those who were older and more experienced.

Wasn't this young man afraid of being isolated by other Senior Cultivators in the future?

Did he not want to improve?

Thinking of this, the surrounding Breeders all shook their heads, silently thinking, "Still too young, can't keep his cool. A moment of venting will probably ruin his future."

Li Yu didn't care at all.

Consult? With the evolution card in hand, who else would I need to consult?

He just looked at Supervisor Song and nodded at his stunned, bewildered face.

Supervisor Song's mouth twitched.

As expected, this guy held a grudge. He hadn't even listened to a single punctuation mark of what was said in the hallway.

Thump, thump, thump... Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the table rang out.

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw Director Wang from the Cultivation Department standing at the podium, looking at the crowd expressionlessly.

Woken up in the middle of the night and busy until now, Director Wang looked a bit haggard, his eyes bloodshot.

"Everyone, save any personal grievances for later. For now, do me a favor and let's start the meeting."

Don't look at how these Breeders acted superior outside, enjoying the admiring gazes of thousands; in the end, they were all under the jurisdiction of the Cultivation Department.

Once Director Wang said this, everyone quieted down.

The Bald Old Man couldn't bother to look for his cup or bag, nor could he continue arguing with Li Yu, so he reluctantly sat back in his seat.

Li Yu looked toward the podium and found that Director Wang was looking at him.

Immediately, he noticed the sealed bag in Director Wang's hand, which contained some red, cotton-like, spider-silk-like substances.

Wasn't that the sample that the adjutant named Liu Zhanxing had taken from him?

In an instant, Li Yu understood something and nodded slightly at Director Wang.

Supervisor Song and Chen Qing stood behind Li Yu. As attendees of the meeting. The meeting began.