"Bang!"
After Tang Hao left, Yu Xiaogang remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, he slammed his fist into the ground. He struck with such force that his fist was split and bleeding.
"Damn it, damn it! Another reckless brute who doesn't understand the beauty of my theories." As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang slammed his fist down several more times, splattering blood everywhere.
"To think I once regarded you as my idol. I never imagined you were this kind of person."
Yu Xiaogang even secretly wondered why Tang Hao's child possessed Blue Silver Grass as his Martial Soul. He wondered whether Tang Hao had been cuckolded. For an instant, the thought of crippling Tang San flashed through his mind. However, from their earlier conversation, he could also tell that although Tang San did not know Tang Hao's true identity, Tang Hao had been protecting him from the shadows.
Because of the deterrent power of a Title Douluo—especially one who had managed to fight his way out after being surrounded and attacked by Spirit Hall—Yu Xiaogang could only swallow his dissatisfaction, no matter how unhappy he was.
Yu Xiaogang tried to stand, but his legs were weak. It took several attempts before he finally managed to get up.
"Damn it!" Yu Xiaogang suddenly exploded. He swept all the books off the table, then grabbed the cups and vases and smashed them against the floor and walls. Fortunately, because it was the holidays and the New Year was approaching, all the teachers and students had returned home. Otherwise, no one knew what strange rumors would have spread after seeing Yu Xiaogang in such a violent state.
"Hah... hah..." After smashing everything, Yu Xiaogang braced both hands on his knees and panted heavily.
"Fine. The old one and the young one—both of them