Tang Hao's Letter? Torn Up

"I can't hide it from you Grandpa Jack."

Zhou Qing was not surprised, and explained half-truthfully, "Soul Master need more money to cultivate. The food expenses in the academy are very expensive. In our rural market, one Copper Soul Coin can buy half a catty of rice, but in the Nuoding Academy, one Copper Soul Coin is only enough for three meals."

Old Jack clicked his tongue in amazement.

He knew that prices were high in Nuoding City, but he didn't expect that prices were even higher in the junior academy, where one Copper Soul Coin could only buy three meals.

"So, Tang San and I joined the Adventurer's Guild in Nuoding City and took on a mission to hunt down Soul Master. They said that as long as we provided information, we would get a Gold Soul Coin. The three girls in the house were our teammates."

Hearing Zhou Qing say this, Old Jack understood and realized that the main force was definitely those three girls, while Zhou Qing and Tang San were just there to earn some travel expenses.

However, since they dared to go on the mission, then—

"Have you and your Tang San already obtained Soul Ring and become true Soul Master?"

His only hope in this life is that another Soul Master will emerge from the village.

"Um."

Zhou Qing naturally wouldn't let Old Jack's expectations be in vain. He activated his Martial Soul Possession Soul Ring released Moo Spring Ox Soul Ring, which appeared in front of Old Jack.

"Haha! Another Soul Master has appeared in the village! No! Two!" Old Jack could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

As for the Red Pattern on Zhou Qing's Soul Ring?

Old Jack had seen far more Soul Master in his life—

They are the Spirit Hall Soul Master who came to Holy Soul Village to help children awaken their Martial Soul.

However, he had never actually seen what Soul Ring looked like; he only knew that Soul Ring came in white, yellow, purple, black, and the like.

What level is your Soul Power?

After Old Jack calmed down, he asked about it again.

"Level 18".

"Oh, eighteen... wait, eighteen!? Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Old Jack even dropped his cane.

Although he wasn't Soul Master, he knew how difficult Soul Master cultivation was! Before he became the village chief of Holy Soul Village in his twenties, a child with Innate Soul Power had appeared in the village. That child's Innate Soul Power was at level two, and by the age of twelve, his Soul Power had only reached level eight! Later, he tried every means to go to a bigger city and never returned, his fate unknown...

But what about Zhou Qing?

He's only been gone for a little over a month, and his Soul Power has already increased by eight levels... Is this the significance of Innate Full Soul Power?

"That Battle Soul Master's judgment isn't very good either, actually saying your Heart Martial Soul is Trash Martial Soul." Old Jack immediately felt that Su Yuntao had misjudged him. "Where's Tang San? Has he become Soul Master too?"

"Yes, his Soul Power is only slightly lower than mine," Zhou Qing said with a smile.

"Grandpa Jack!"

At this moment, Tang San also came out of the house and greeted Old Jack.

"Good children! You are all good children!"

Looking at Zhou Qing and Tang San, who were even taller than him, Old Jack couldn't help but shed tears. He then wiped his eyes and took out a letter from his pocket.

"This is?"

Tang San looked slightly puzzled.

"It was left to you by your father."

Old Jack said with some helplessness, "A month ago, he seemed to have left the village for a while. When he came back, he gave me a letter, saying that he would give it to you after you went on vacation."

"But since you've come all this way, I'll give it to you in advance. However, you'd better be prepared—"

"Your dad might not want you anymore."

Tang San: "???"

Upon opening the letter, it read:

[My Tang San, by the time you read this letter, I will already be gone.]

Don't try to find me, because you will never find me.

Although you are still young, you are already able to support yourself. Only by spreading your wings earlier can a fledgling eagle soar high in the world.

Don't worry about me.

You've inherited your mother's sensitivity...

As for me, though I am useless, I will still go and take back what is rightfully mine. One day, my son and I will meet again.

I want you to become strong, but I also don't want you to become strong. It's your path, you choose for yourself.

If one day you feel that the Soul Master profession is not good, then go back to Holy Soul Village and become a blacksmith like me.

Don't worry about it.

Tang Hao.

If this were the original story, Tang San would definitely be moved.

At this moment, Tang San didn't have any major concerns, after all, Zhou Qing had already given him a heads-up, and had also made various guesses about his own background.

When his Martial Soul Awakening, Tang Hao didn't come to pick him up. But after returning home, when he took out his Martial Soul, the Blue Silver Grass, Tang Hao didn't react much, only showing a slight sense of nostalgia. However, when he released the Clear Sky Hammer, the other party actually hugged him tightly, calling him "son"...

Now, Tang Hao has left without a word, saying that fledgling eagles need to spread their wings earlier to fly high—if he doesn't spread his wings sooner, he'll starve to death!

Also, take back what belongs to you...

We'll meet eventually...

It's simply because he has Twin Martial Souls, which might give him hope for revenge—if his birth mother really died at the hands of someone else, he would naturally avenge her! But Tang San simply cannot accept his birth father's behavior, which seems to treat him as a "tool for revenge"!

The following two sentences further demonstrate that his biological father's heart was filled with hesitation and confusion...

With this kind of personality, how can one possibly achieve anything?

Although Tang San had seen the hesitation in Zhou Qing's eyes, in his heart, Zhou Qing was truly a precocious and intelligent child who had seen a wider world. It was understandable that he would have periods of confusion, as things were not entirely the same as what he had imagined. He had plenty of time to grow.

But what about Tang Hao?

The mighty Clear Sky Douluo, at such an advanced age, is still in a period of confusion?!

"Grandpa Jack, for giving me the letter."

Tang San folded the letter in half, and then—

Sizzle!

He tore up the letter.

"You Tang San... sigh~"

Old Jack looked up, wanting to grab the fragments, but then felt he was an outsider and shouldn't meddle in other people's family affairs, so he helplessly put them down.

But deep down, he felt that Tang Hao was indeed at fault!

Old Jack had naturally read the letter as well, since he was worried that Tang Hao, that idiot, might write some nonsensical and outrageous things.

However, after reading the contents of the letter, he knew that Tang Hao definitely had a story, and might even be thinking about revenge or something—

Originally, Old Jack thought that Tang Hao had been bullied by a nobleman or a Soul Master in a small town, which was why he had been so depressed. And the sentence in the letter, "Take back what belongs to me," was clearly a request for revenge.

Moreover, judging from the letter, it seems the letter wants Tang San to become powerful enough to help him take revenge...

Isn't this ridiculous?

Moreover, why did Tang Hao hesitate in the last two sentences, as if he had no hope of revenge?

Old Jack didn't know what Tang Hao had encountered before coming to Holy Soul Village, nor did he want to delve into it too much. But he did know one big truth: if you speak with such a lack of confidence, nothing will be easy for you!

"Grandpa Jack, it's alright, you don't need to worry about me. Anyway, my dad has never cared about me, and I'm doing just fine, aren't I?" Tang San comforted Old Jack instead.

"Is that so? That's good." Old Jack was slightly taken aback, but a look of relief appeared on his face: Tang San will definitely not become Tang Hao.

"Grandpa Jack, have you eaten yet?" Zhou Qing interjected.

"Not yet, we'll eat when we get back."

"No, please eat here."

"No, no, it wouldn't be good for those three girls in the city to see the ugly wrinkles on my face."

"It's okay, they have good tempers and won't mind."

"You're still young, you don't understand. People naturally won't wear their hearts on their sleeves..."