Old Jack in Trouble, Tang Hao Reveals His Identity

Over the past year, relying on the system's hundredfold critical-hit rewards, Mo Lang's fortune had reached tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins!

Tang San received twelve Gold Soul Coins a year in Soul Master subsidies. Under the system's hundredfold critical hit, Mo Lang received 1,200 Gold Soul Coins!

On top of that, the commission from the refined iron he forged was counted under Tang San's name. Over the year, Tang San earned more than three hundred Gold Soul Coins, while Mo Lang earned more than thirty thousand Gold Soul Coins alongside him.

After setting aside ten thousand Gold Soul Coins for daily expenses, Mo Lang gave the remaining twenty thousand to Old Jack. Old Jack was initially shocked by where Mo Lang had gotten so much money, but after Mo Lang explained, he smiled in relief. He really had not misjudged him.

But there was no way he could accept the money. Mo Lang's thoughtfulness was enough. However, Mo Lang said, "If you don't take it, I'll spend it all within a year. Hold onto it for me. At least I'll still have money when it's time to marry a wife, right?"

Hearing that, and knowing Mo Lang as well as he did, Old Jack immediately put away the twenty thousand Gold Soul Coins. Then, following Mo Lang's wishes, he went back and rebuilt the house into something grand, so Mo Lang would not be looked down upon by others.

However, Old Jack once let it slip while drunk. Word spread from one person to ten, then from ten to a hundred, until an Evil Soul Master heard the news.

And these people were none other than the group that had previously sold Soul Beast Meat.

After learning that Tang San was now a Soul Master, they had specifically invited their boss over to back them up.

Though most of the money would go to their boss, twenty thousand Gold Soul Coins was enough that even a little soup dripping from his bowl would cover their expenses for years.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's head over. If they know what's good for them, we'll leave their worthless lives intact. If they don't... Hmph!"

The leader was named Tu Yang. He was the boss of a gang selling Soul Beast Meat near Notting City, a level-fifteen Soul Master!

However, he was greedy by nature and had embarked on the path of an Evil Soul Master.

What they did not know was that Mo Lang, a hundred li away, heard every word clearly.

That was right.

Today was also the day Mo Lang returned to the village. For some reason, ever since he woke up that morning, his right eyelid had kept twitching and his chest felt tight. He immediately used his second soul skill, Auspicious Avoidance, and discovered danger in the direction of Holy Soul Village, though it was not particularly intense.

He immediately realized that Old Jack was likely in danger today, so he promptly dragged Xiao Wu and Tang San toward Holy Soul Village.

At the same time, since the range of Golden Eyes was inferior to Ears that Hear the Wind, he activated his third soul skill to monitor the activity around Holy Soul Village.

The moment he listened in, he heard someone setting their sights on the twenty thousand Gold Soul Coins he had given Old Jack.

He had not expected his good intentions to cause trouble. Twenty thousand Gold Soul Coins might not have been much, but in a small place like Notting City, it could absolutely be called a huge fortune. It was only a matter of time before someone targeted it.

Fortunately, he could use Auspicious Avoidance. However, Holy Soul Village was nearly a hundred li from Notting City. Even at full speed, it would take him half an hour to get there. If something happened to Old Jack during that time, then even if he slaughtered those three men, it would be useless.

"Damn it, do I have to be like Tang San too, only able to watch helplessly as the people I care about die?" Mo Lang clenched his fists, the killing intent around him spilling out uncontrollably.

"A Lang, what's wrong? What happened? Don't scare me."

Xiao Wu, who was moving swiftly through the forest alongside Mo Lang, could not help shivering when she felt his icy killing intent. It was the first time she had ever seen him like this.

Mo Lang looked as though he was about to fall into madness. His coldness made him seem like a stranger to her.

"Yeah, Lang-ge, what's going on? Something's wrong with your state. Be careful not to suffer a qi deviation." Tang San also sensed that Mo Lang's emotions were unstable and immediately spoke up to warn him.

This was also the first time he had seen such dense killing intent around Mo Lang. He was completely different from his usual cheerful self.

But Tang San quickly understood. In Holy Soul Village, the only person who could make Mo Lang so anxious to return was Old Jack.

Still, Old Jack had visited the three of them just last month, and he had looked quite healthy. How could something have happened to him?

Could it be...

Tang San recalled Mo Lang's second soul skill, which could seek fortune and avoid disaster, and his expression immediately darkened.

Something had definitely happened in Holy Soul Village, and his father was there too. If something happened to Old Jack, would that not mean his father might also be in danger?

Hearing Tang San's words, Mo Lang suddenly thought of Tang Hao!

But then he remembered that Tang Hao should have gone to Notting College around this time to reveal his identity to Yu Xiaogang.

Moreover, the novel had not specified the exact time. If Tang Hao was there, then none of this would be a problem. The problem was that if Tang Hao was not there, Mo Lang could not afford to gamble.

"Right, can't I just listen for whether Tang Hao is in Holy Soul Village?" Mo Lang smacked his forehead. Concern had thrown him into confusion.

"Don't worry. With me here, if these pieces of trash dare take even one step into Holy Soul Village, I'll make sure they die without a burial ground."

Before Mo Lang could activate his third soul skill, Tang Hao's hoarse voice sounded in his ear. He had clearly gotten drunk again last night.

"You don't need to be surprised either. The first time you used that skill, I sensed a wave of Soul Power covering Holy Soul Village. When I traced it back, I never expected it to be you, kid. That really was surprising."

Just as Mo Lang was stunned, Tang Hao's voice came again.

"No need to thank me. From now on, my son is in your hands, kid. Remember what you said. You're his Lang-ge, and I'm your Uncle Hao."

Though he could not see Tang Hao's expression, Mo Lang knew the corners of his mouth had to be raised. This was how a Titled Douluo ought to be!

"Alright, no need to rush anymore. It's fine now."

Since Tang Hao was willing to act, Mo Lang knew he no longer needed to worry about this matter.

What he had not expected was that the Soul Power fluctuations produced by his Ears that Hear the Wind could be detected by someone. It seemed he would need to be more careful in the future.

He would have to ask Tang Hao whether only Titled Douluo could sense it, or whether anyone stronger than him could do so.

But since Tang Hao had revealed his identity, Mo Lang would not be able to see him again for some time.

"It's fine now? Lang-ge, what's going on?"

Tang San had just wanted to ask what had happened, only to hear Mo Lang say it was fine. He could not help feeling curious, and even more worried about his father and Grandpa Jack.

"It's fine because it's fine. Save your Soul Power. Just travel normally." Mo Lang knew Tang Hao did not want Tang San involved in his affairs too soon. Since Tang Hao had helped him, Mo Lang would return the favor and help him keep it secret.

Otherwise, with Tang San's personality, who knew what he might do.

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