Lang-ge, This Is the Sleeve Arrow I Developed, I...

"I heard him mention it..." Tang Hao frowned, recalling fragments of when he had gotten drunk with that kid, then slowly said, "His teacher seemed to be surnamed Cang."

"Surnamed Cang?"

Yu Xiaogang frowned as well. After giving it some thought, he seemed unable to recall any powerful figure on the Douluo Continent with the surname Cang.

"No need to overthink it. I haven't heard of one either, but I suspect his teacher may not belong to the Douluo Continent." Tang Hao left behind those words as he departed.

"Doesn't belong to the Douluo Continent? Could it be..." After repeating the words, Yu Xiaogang seemed to remember something. He abruptly raised his head, intending to ask more, only to discover that Tang Hao had already vanished without a trace.

Holy Soul Village.

The sun was setting, its pale red afterglow spilling before the Blacksmith Shop. Tang San still held the note Tang Hao had left behind, sitting somewhat despondently in front of the Blacksmith Shop.

"Still thinking about Hao-ge?"

Just as Tang San was lost in thought, a voice rang out, followed by a smack to the back of his head. Mo Lang casually sat down beside him.

After sitting down, Mo Lang said nothing. He simply sat quietly with Tang San, watching the sun sink bit by bit below the horizon.

At last, Tang San could not help asking, "Lang-ge, do you know something?"

"Heh, I thought you were going to keep playing mute, kid." Mo Lang smiled, then turned to look at the half-hidden setting sun. "Didn't you already have some suspicions yourself?"

"..."

Tang San did not press further. He was no fool; on the contrary, he was exceptionally clever.

From the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer and the message in the letter, he could already guess that his father was certainly far more than an ordinary blacksmith.

"I don't know much either. Your father only let things slip while drinking with me, but I do know his identity is anything but simple. As for how extraordinary it is, I don't know."

Looking at the setting sun, Mo Lang slowly said, "I don't know how to comfort you either, but if I were you, I'd do everything I could to improve my strength while keeping myself alive."

"Your father didn't want you to know because your strength isn't enough yet. Staying by his side would only put you in greater danger. He left without saying goodbye because he believed you would be safer this way."

"Besides, I'm your Lang-ge. With me here, no one will dare hurt you."

Mo Lang's tone was calm, but his words were unusually firm. After saying that, he turned to Tang San again. "Come on. It's time for dinner. Cold food doesn't taste good."

"Lang-ge." Looking at Mo Lang's handsome profile, Tang San felt the emptiness in his heart filled with warmth by those words. He held back his tears and said, "Thank you."

Smack!

The back of his head took another hit.

Mo Lang stood, leaving Tang San with a dashing silhouette as he walked away, saying, "If you want to thank me, then don't stop me from becoming sworn brothers with your dad in the future."

"..."

Tang San watched Mo Lang's back and subconsciously clenched his fists. Lang-ge was right. All he could do now was protect himself and work hard to become stronger.

One day, he would learn the truth!

But when it came to becoming sworn brothers, he would not yield an inch. Haha!

Night.

Old Jack wanted Tang San to sleep at his house, but Tang San insisted on returning home. Old Jack sighed and did not try to persuade him further.

What surprised him was that before he could arrange a place for Xiao Wu to sleep, she asked to sleep with Mo Lang. It made him happy, but also somewhat worried.

If Xiao Wu's parents found out that this brat was already sleeping with Xiao Wu at such a young age, would they break his legs?

Then again, though the brat was not his own grandson, he had been raised by Old Jack himself. Naturally, he had inherited Old Jack's charm.

Hehehe.

The moon shone bright, with few stars in the sky.

Xiao Wu rested her head on Mo Lang's arm, lying in his embrace. Suddenly, she asked him, "A Lang, I heard what you said to Tang San. I want to ask you something too."

Seeing that Xiao Wu was somewhat downcast, Mo Lang roughly guessed what she wanted to ask. He gently stroked her little head and said, "Go ahead."

"If one day, many people wanted to kill me, and you couldn't defeat them, what would you do?" After asking, Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with unease and anticipation.

Mo Lang smiled. "With me here, no one will dare set their sights on you. I came into this world to ensure you never suffer even the slightest harm. If that day truly comes, I'll let everyone know that anyone who dares lay a hand on my woman will find even death a luxury!"

Mo Lang's words were domineering and resolute, while his eyes overflowed with boundless tenderness. The words "my woman" instantly made Xiao Wu's fair face flush all the way to her ears. Blushing shyly, she gave Mo Lang's chest a tap with her Little Pink Hammer, calling him annoying, though her heart was sweeter than ever.

Especially when she saw the burning look in Mo Lang's eyes, she felt as if she were about to melt against his body.

As Mo Lang looked at Xiao Wu's bashful expression, his throat began to feel dry, and he wanted a taste of water to moisten it.

Thump!

Thump!

They could both hear each other's heartbeats. Their body temperatures kept rising, their gazes grew increasingly hazy, and their heads drew closer and closer.

Bang!

Just as the two were about to cross the line, the door was pushed open. Tang San stood there holding two Sleeve Arrows, his face full of excitement. "Lang-ge, these are the Sleeve Arrows I developed, I..."

"Get out!"

"Okay."

"..."

In the blink of an eye, five years passed.

Balak Kingdom, Suotuo City.

It was just past noon, and the blazing sun burned overhead. Not far from Suotuo City's western gate, a spacious, luxurious carriage slowly approached.

"My lords, we've arrived at Suotuo City. Where would you like to go?" the driver respectfully asked the people inside the carriage.

"Take us to the best hotel in Suotuo City. Let's go try Suotuo City's cuisine together." A clear young male voice came from within.

"Yay! Great! We're finally here! We can eat delicious food again!" At the same time, a pleasant voice rang out. From the sound alone, it belonged to a charming young girl.

"Lang-ge, what exactly is so special about Shrek Academy? Why did Master insist that we come here?" Another voice spoke, seemingly asking the boy who had spoken first.

The three people inside the carriage were none other than Mo Lang, Xiao Wu, and Tang San, who had come to register at Shrek Academy on Master's instructions.

Over the past five years, the three had grown from mere children into somewhat mature youths, their heights and physiques changing drastically.

Among them, Xiao Wu had changed the most. Her once childish face had become especially delicate over the past five years. Her large, watery eyes and rosy little face with a hint of baby fat made her not only beautiful, but still adorably captivating.

The reason her changes were so pronounced was her height and figure. Girls developed earlier than boys, and beneath her pink outfit, her maturing body formed alluring S-shaped curves. She was even slightly taller than Tang San beside her.

She had already become a graceful young maiden, a bud waiting to bloom. In a few more years, with that figure and face, she would undoubtedly be a beauty capable of toppling kingdoms.