The Pure and Chaste Young Master Tang

Only after Tang Wulin had explained at length did Tang Ziran and Lang Yue finally understand Tang Wulin's identity and origins completely.

They were both deeply shocked. They had never imagined that the son they had picked up would actually have such an extraordinary background.

The Son of Sea God!

If not for that flaw in his "inheritance," he would truly have been perfect.

"Wulin, don't be too upset. When it comes to inheritance, it isn't your fault. Being quick is better than being a Lone Hero, right?" Lang Yue braced herself and comforted him.

"That's right, Wulin. Your mother is right. At least your body is complete. This is already a benign mutation. I believe the next generation will be better," Tang Ziran also said, patting Tang Wulin on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Dad, Mom, you don't need to comfort me. I'm not that fragile." Tang Wulin's face was full of bitterness. Being quick was one thing, but now everyone on Douluo Continent knew he was quick.

The key point was that he was the current Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion.

"In that case, Wulin, keep cultivating. Your mother and I won't disturb you," Tang Ziran said with a long sigh. Tang Wulin's quickness was "inherited"; he and Lang Yue could do nothing about it.

"Dad, Mom, go do what you need to. Don't worry about me. Once my cultivation recovers, I'll come find you," Tang Wulin nodded. Right now, he could only use cultivation to numb himself.

"Sigh!" Tang Ziran took Lang Yue and turned to leave. Only after they returned to the hotel did Tang Ziran sigh helplessly.

"Sigh, I never expected the famous Douluo hero to be a Lone Hero. A Lone Hero must be even quicker than Wulin. I really don't know