Emotional Value +111111
Yu Xiaogang's close-cropped hair stood on end like steel needles!
It perfectly embodied the phrase "hair standing up in fury."
In the way he looked at Tang San, there was thirty percent disbelief, thirty percent doubt about life, thirty percent utter bewilderment, and ninety-one percent blazing rage!!!
"Outrageous!"
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and said—
"You are truly ungrateful beyond measure!"
"Have you forgotten that when I took you to hunt your first soul ring, I nearly got killed protecting you?"
"You are betraying your master and dishonoring your ancestors!"
"If your father knew about this, what would he think?"
"Little San, I'll give you one more chance. Make your choice again!"
Yu Xiaogang tried to seize the moral high ground and pressure Tang San into changing his mind.
—Even if it drove a wedge between master and disciple, that was a matter for later.
For now, he had to save face first!
But.
Tang San's eyes were icy cold.
Give up an opportunity to become a god that was right before his eyes for Yu Xiaogang, who no longer had much value?
Absolutely impossible!
Moral coercion?
He had to have the moral standing for that.
Tang San had originally intended to leave Yu Xiaogang a way out and preserve the superficial relationship between master and disciple.
But since Yu Xiaogang did not want to part peacefully—
Who didn't know how to expose dirt?
"Teacher, are you perhaps remembering incorrectly?"
Tang San said calmly—
"That four-hundred-year Mandala Snake bit your martial soul, Luo San Pao, causing your real body to be poisoned."
"It was this disciple who risked his life to kill it, then detoxified you and carried you out of the Soul Beast Forest."
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened in disbelief. How dare you?
He actually exposed