Beast, Tang Hao, You Fucking Beast!

When Ye Fan returned to the dormitory,

Xiao Wu had already become the boss of all Notting College.

The moment she saw Ye Fan, she instinctively wanted to get close to him.

With a powerful leap, she pounced at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan instinctively tried to dodge to the side,

but as a summoning-type soul master, his physical agility was no match for a power-attack type like Xiao Wu.

He stumbled and fell.

Xiao Wu directly kissed Ye Fan on the cheek.

Everyone in the Seventh Dorm was instantly dumbfounded.

"Big Sister Xiao Wu, there was no need to be this excited just because you saw Ye Fan, right?"

Wang Sheng asked blankly.

Tang San's feeling was even stranger.

He somehow felt that the person Xiao Wu should have kissed was himself,

not Ye Fan.

It was as if something extremely important to him had been snatched away.

But the moment that thought surfaced in Tang San's mind, his head went blank,

and he frantically slapped himself in his heart.

I truly deserve death.

Xiao Wu's face reddened. She quickly climbed off Ye Fan, covered her face, and lay facedown on the bed.

Ye Fan helplessly wiped the saliva from his face, then lay on his bed and cultivated quietly.

Because of that incident, Xiao Wu did not dare speak to Ye Fan for the entire day.

But in the middle of the night,

while Ye Fan was cultivating,

a familiar body pressed down on him again.

It was as if Xiao Wu could not sleep unless she held Ye Fan.

Ye Fan gave Xiao Wu's butt a squeeze.

The feel was pretty good.

Ye Fan spent the night enjoying himself as well,

not because Xiao Wu was holding him, but because when Xiao Wu held him while sleeping, he could enjoy an additional fifty percent increase in cultivation speed.

Time passed quickly at Notting College. In the blink of an eye, a year had passed, and the annual holiday had arrived.

Tang San returned to Holy Soul Village alone,

while Ye Fan and Xiao Wu remained at the school.

Neither of the two orphans had anywhere to go.

Just like in the original plot,

when Tang San returned home, Tang Hao was already gone.

Tang Hao had only left a letter at home and was nowhere to be found.

When Tang San learned the news, he was completely stunned.

He had finally gained a father in this life, yet after only a little over six years, his father had abandoned him and no longer wanted him.

He had been an orphan in his previous life, so why was he still an orphan in this life? Could it be that he was destined to be an orphan?

Late at night,

Ye Fan lay on the bed, holding Xiao Wu as he cultivated.

With Xiao Wu there, the fifty percent cultivation speed boost really was fast.

The contents of the plot introduction suddenly changed.

Tang Hao had come to the dormitory building at Notting College. Because of Tang San, he had to speak with Yu Xiaogang...

Just after midnight, the three free modification attempts had refreshed. Use them if possible.

An evil thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

He just did not know whether the modification would succeed.

Modification successful.

Yu Xiaogang was reading in his room, researching Tang San's future development.

After all, Tang San was his hope for proving himself in the future.

For some reason, Tang San's first soul ring was only one year old and had no offensive power at all.

His second soul ring had to bring a breakthrough.

Tang San had gone home, and Yu Xiaogang felt empty inside.

Though he never said it aloud, they had spent a year together.

Bang, bang, bang! At that moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Master frowned. Usually, aside from Tang San, no one ever came to see him.

"Come in." Master set down the book in his hand and spoke calmly.

The door opened, and a tall figure walked in from outside.

He wore a simple gray robe, with messy black hair hanging over his shoulders. His aged face was etched with the marks of hardship.

His cloudy eyes made him seem as if he were in the twilight of his years, completely at odds with his appearance of only around fifty.

"Hello, Master."

The visitor's voice was low and somewhat hoarse.

Tang Hao said calmly, "Come to think of it, we haven't seen each other in twenty years, have we? Looking like this now, it's no wonder you don't recognize me. My name is Tang Hao."

"Tang Hao?"

The expression on Yu Xiaogang's normally corpse-like rigid face changed abruptly.

His pupils focused almost instantly.

He stared fixedly at the man before him, both hands gripping the desk,

his fingers already turning pale blue.

"Clear Sky Douluo!"

Tang Hao waved a hand and said coldly, "Back then, we had met a few times. Others might think you're just a madman, but I know you're a persistent man."

Yu Xiaogang gradually calmed down, and his stiff face twitched slightly.

"Then I guessed correctly. You really are Little San's father. He has already gone home, so why are you here?"

Tang Hao nodded.

"It is precisely because he went home that I am here."

"I know he proposed to you, and you agreed."

"As his father, I should have come to see you long ago."

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed sharply.

Tang Hao had not forgotten why he had come here.

Tang Hao stepped forward and kicked backward, shutting the room door.

At the same time, he slowly moved forward, closed the window, and drew the curtains.

Yu Xiaogang was already dumbfounded.

He had no idea what Tang Hao intended to do.

Tang Hao advanced toward Yu Xiaogang step by step,

while Yu Xiaogang retreated step by step,

until he crashed into the room's wall with a bang.

Gulp!

"Your Excellency, what are you doing?"

"Mm."

Yu Xiaogang: ???

But there were hardly any people left in the dormitory building,

so no one heard anything at all.

Even Ye Fan only learned what had happened between the two men in that room through the plot introduction.

Finally,

Yu Xiaogang lay sprawled over the desk in utter despair,

feeling as if life was no longer worth living.

The area of Yu Xiaogang's psychological trauma had long since exceeded the entire Douluo Continent.

Beast! Tang Hao, you fucking beast!