"To my mind, Qing Ge was still too merciful back then. He should have crippled Bo Saixi! Someone who spent all year alone in a dark, lightless room was bound to have something wrong with their head!"
Tang San seemed to be berating one person while meaning another as he said to Tang Hao, "Having something wrong with her head is not the problem. Being alone is fine too, but she just had to possess such immense power.
Without restraints, the wife followed her husband's lead.
If the Pope of Spirit Hall had not appeared, she would probably have slaughtered everyone in Spirit Hall, even at the cost of the civilians in Antony Province and Longyan Province."
Tang Hao had nothing to say.
Seeing this, Tang San stopped trying to persuade him and merely said, "Commander Zhou should have led this expedition, but from the perspective of bloodline, this can barely be considered a family matter of mine. So I volunteered, while he remains behind to hold down the fort and prevent petty scoundrels from taking advantage of our absence.
Tang Hao, you are a blacksmith and a Soul Engineer—a craftsman. You only need to handle logistics in the rear. There is no need for you to follow us to the front.
This is an order!
Go back!"
Yet Tang Hao remained where he was, staring straight at Tang San.
"I'm going!"
"Wouldn't it be better to just live an honest life?" Tang San had a headache. He suddenly found himself missing the old, dispirited Tang Hao.
"I'm going!"
Tang Hao shouted again.
The reason?
He could not say it, but if those things had truly been his grandfather's doing, then as his grandson, he had to stop him!
Ah Yin's unusual resurrection had let him experience long-lost happiness, soothing