Breaking the Black Hole

"You've got the nerve to say that? If it weren't for you outsiders, how would things have ended up like this?" "Tang San" had been fine until this was mentioned; the moment it came up, Tang San's anger flared.

"Aren't you the same?" "Tang San" shook his head and said, "Didn't you also rely on a bit of trash you brought from another world to run circles around the people of this world?"

"Enough. I'm only telling you this for our colleague Sea Cucumber's sake. Otherwise, I wouldn't even bother with you." "Tang San" shook his head, his gaze calm, and said, "Don't play mind games with me. That little scheming of yours isn't worth a fart in my eyes."

Seeing how "Tang San" did not take him seriously in the slightest, Tang San bit down hard on his lip, so hard he broke the skin without even noticing.

Wiping away the tears of humiliation at the corners of his eyes, Tang San suddenly raised his head to look at "Tang San," then dropped to his knees with a thud. His eyes burned as he stared at "Tang San" and said coldly, "I want to take you as my master."

"You want me to teach you, so that once you grow stronger, you can kill me for revenge?" "Tang San" asked coldly.

"Why? Are you afraid?" Tang San asked coldly.

"Provocation doesn't work on me, and I won't accept you as a disciple. I can't afford to lose that much face. But if you want to learn some real ability, it might be possible if you show a bit of attitude," "Tang San" said flatly.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Tang San did not waste words. Thud, thud, thud—he kowtowed three times, each one loud.

"Hmph!" Seeing Tang San being so sensible,