Ye Tianxing secretly gave Ye Zhiqiu a thumbs-up. As expected of a cultured man from an Advanced Spirit Master Academy, he was truly accurate in analyzing and judging people.
He had laid bare exactly what Yu Xiaogang was thinking.
Just as Ye Zhiqiu had said, what Yu Xiaogang valued was Tang San's talent as someone with Twin Martial Souls. Once Tang San became a Titled Douluo in the future, he could boast about how incredible he was and wash away the humiliation of all these years, along with his so-called research into the ten core theories of martial souls and the like.
When Tang San had become a god, Yu Xiaogang had once said to his dead clansmen.
"Father, did you see? I cultivated a god!"
Had he really been the one to cultivate him?
Ye Tianxing reckoned that if Yu Xiaogang had not interfered, as long as Tang Hao had been willing to personally raise Tang San, he would have done many times better than Yu Xiaogang.
He could have raised him himself, or entrusted young Tang San to his younger sister, Tang Yuehua. In any case, Tang Hao had plenty of ways to nurture Tang San.
Yet he had chosen Yu Xiaogang as his son's teacher. Ye Tianxing simply could not understand it.
Before them, Tang San charged forward furiously. Seeing his teacher humiliated hurt him even more than being killed himself.
After kicking Yu Xiaogang away, much of Ye Zhiqiu's anger had dissipated.
Blue Silver Grass sliced through the air and arrived before Ye Zhiqiu.
"Kid, I already told you that your teacher is no good man. His mind is far narrower than you imagine."
Ye Zhiqiu grabbed the incoming Blue Silver Grass, then drove an elbow into Tang San. Seizing the chance, Tang San fired two