Injuries during sparring matches are unavoidable, yet that old monster actually came to settle the score afterward. His morals are utterly bankrupt—he has brought death upon himself! Tang San cursed furiously inwardly.
Since Tang San could never win over Xiao Wu in this life, there was naturally no incident like in the original story where Xiao Wu was injured by the Hammer Brothers and Tang San later sought revenge. So it could not be called hypocrisy.
The three members of the Education Committee exchanged looks. Though they were grateful that Ye Wen had helped smooth things over and prevented the situation from escalating completely, Tang San was also a talent they thought highly of. Seeing him like this, they did not know what to do either.
Free from the shackles of love, Tang San was frighteningly calm. Unlike in the original story, where he upheld Shrek's fine tradition of charging brainlessly at Dugu Bo despite being dozens of levels apart, he steeled himself and stepped forward.
"Senior, aren't you being unreasonable? Injuries are unavoidable when fighting on the competition stage, and so many names of the dead outside the Soul Fighting Arena are engraved on stone tablets. Isn't it a bit beneath you to come after me afterward?"
Watching Tang San argue his case, Ye Wen shook his head. He had no idea how this man had survived in a world of extraordinary power. The bigger fist was the truth; Dugu Bo not killing him outright was already giving him plenty of face.
Besides, wasn't he himself the sort to grovel before the Clear Sky Sect, then say after becoming Titled Douluo that his father had done nothing wrong?
Visible displeasure flashed through Dugu Bo's eyes. He raised a finger, intending to teach Tang San a lesson with his Soul