Tang Hao, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. But when his gaze fell on Tang San, he froze completely.
Tang San had never seen such an expression on his father's face. It was boundless tenderness. His lips trembling, Tang Hao gazed foolishly at Tang San's face as two streams of tears ran down his aged cheeks.
"Ah Yin..." Tang Hao called softly, his voice trembling as well. His whole body seemed to shake as he rose to his feet. Taking a sudden step forward, he arrived before Tang San, spread his arms, and pulled his son tightly into his embrace.
Lan Xue hurriedly hid in the bushes.
"Smack." "Ouch! You scared me to death! When did you get here?" Lan Xue looked resentfully at the two foxes behind her and Swoerd in the spatial rift.
"Appearances can change, but the feeling in one's heart cannot," Little White said as he circled Lan Xue twice.
"Enough, go back. I want to be alone for a while." After saying that, Lan Xue used her Soul Power to fan all three of them into the spatial rift.
"Xue'er, let's go." A voice came from behind her. Tang San stood there, smiling at her.
"Oh."
Once they resumed their journey, Tang Hao spoke even less than before. Lan Xue thought, We're going to Slaughter City soon, aren't we? Forget it, I'm not going. I'd better stay aboveground like a good girl. Oh right, Hu Liena is still there. What a hassle. I should change Little San's appearance. Sigh...
Half a month later.
Tang San strode up to the bar counter in the tavern, not even glancing at the other two stunned attendants behind it. He raised his hand and slammed his palm heavily onto the counter.
With a