The dinner ended on a sour note.
Xue Qinghe's attitude was neither warm nor cold, and Ning Fengzhi knew Tang San had no chance.
Indeed, the talent of Twin Martial Souls was unparalleled. But Tang San's decision to destroy his own foundation had been truly foolish.
"Tang San really is indulging in wild fantasies," Xue Qinghe snorted.
"He merely wants to use you to ensure his safety in Spirit City." Han Yu smiled as he spoke. "Still, this trip to Spirit City will definitely leave a deep impression on him."
Xue Qinghe smiled faintly. "Oh? Does Brother Han have something in mind?"
"I've already discussed it with my second brother. You'll see when the time comes. But Tang San is, after all, a contestant from the Heaven Dou Empire, so you can't sell him out in front of the entire continent~"
"Rest assured, I know what to do!"
Spirit City.
After being imprisoned for fifteen days, Yu Xiaogang was finally released after serving his sentence.
Seeing how pitiful he looked, standing there naked, the guards gave him a set of tattered old clothes.
The moment he stepped out of the Heavenly Prison gates, he cursed furiously, "You bastards, just wait! Once Little San gets here, he'll definitely take your dog lives—cough, cough!"
Before he could finish, he broke into a violent coughing fit.
The burning pain in his throat involuntarily brought back memories of the miserable experiences he had endured over the past half month.
After finally recovering his senses, he wanted to sit on a nearby bench and rest for a while, but the pain in his backside made it impossible for him to even sit down.
Damn Spirit Hall, damn Bibi Dong. Once Little San grows up, Spirit Hall will surely be destroyed. I said it! Yu