"King, great King, is that you?"
Following Tang Hao's instructions and releasing his senses under Tang Hao's guidance, Tang San suddenly heard such a call.
He froze slightly. Since when had I become a 'King'?
Just as he was about to respond—
The owner of that voice suddenly changed its tune. "N-no, that's not right. How could the King be so weak!
"You're not the King. Where did this bastard come from?!"
The voice was furious, as though it had witnessed something utterly unforgivable.
"???"
Tang San had no idea what was going on, but being suddenly called a "bastard" naturally made anger rise within him.
"What are you, to dare call me a 'bastard'?!"
As he spoke, he fully activated his Purple Demon Eyes, trying to find this loudmouthed person.
But in the next instant—
A powerful surge of Spiritual Power struck into his sea of consciousness first.
"Argh!"
Tang San cried out in pain, blood seeping from the corner of his eyes.
"Little San!"
Tang Hao was startled. Realizing that Tang San had suffered a mental attack, he immediately mobilized his own Spiritual Power to calm the "raging waves" in Tang San's sea of consciousness.
Ordinarily, if Tang San encountered such danger, Tang Hao should have noticed it first!
But today's circumstances were rather special.
As the "assistant," he had kept his Spiritual Power withdrawn the entire time.
This was not only to avoid interfering with Tang San, but also so that he could conceal himself in this matter and give Tang San his full support.
But now, it seemed that as a Plant-type Soul Beast—and a king-level existence among Blue Silver Grass—
Its perception was anything but ordinary!
Its sudden attack clearly meant it had sensed the impurity of the current "Tang San"!
But Tang Hao was