Tang San was quite covetous of the soul bone before him.
Tang Lan had absorbed a Blue Silver Right Leg Bone and awakened the Blue Silver Emperor.
After that, he had risen rapidly all the way.
Tang San thought to himself—
If he could absorb this soul bone, wouldn't he be able to rise as well?
Everyone noticed Tang San's expression and felt displeased.
—As a master, how could he steal his disciple's opportunity?
Oscar saw it too, but remained silent.
Tang San was his master, and Tang Lan's younger brother.
He
had no right to compete.
So he took half a step back, lowering his head and refusing to look at the soul bone.
Tang San's heart settled.
Without blinking, he stared at Tang Lan—Brother! Hurry up and give it to me!
Tang Lan sneered inwardly.
What, then?
Now that no one was competing with you, you didn't want to step up and ask for it?
You wanted him to be the bad guy?
To be fair, if Tang San had asked outright, he really would have found it hard to refuse.
But since you were being reserved—
Tang Lan gave Tang San a look that said, I understand you.
Under Tang San's expectant gaze, he slapped the soul bone into Oscar's hands.
"What came from it should go back to it. You're the best fit to absorb this soul bone. We'll stand guard for you."
Oscar: Σ(QДQ;)っ
Tang San: (●-●)
Huh?
That wasn't how this was supposed to go!
But now that the soul bone was in Oscar's hands, could Tang San really ask for it back?
"Hurry up and absorb it!" Tang Lan urged. "Little Sanzi just signaled to me with his eyes that it had to go to his disciple. We can't let your master's good