Tang San Was Arrested, Yu Xiaogang Went to Bail Him Out

The moment Tang San heard "twenty discount," he was completely dumbfounded. Could discounts on the Douluo Continent be different from those in the Tang Sect of his previous life?

I already introduced myself and said I was Master Yu Xiaogang's disciple. It should have been cheaper. So does a twenty discount mean half price?

"Fine, three and a half Silver Soul Coins, right? Here you go."

When the middle-aged woman saw Tang San take out three Silver Soul Coins and five Copper Soul Coins, she felt utterly miserable.

"No, no, no. A twenty discount means you need fourteen Silver Soul Coins to buy these two sets of bedding."

Tang San looked utterly unconvinced and asked with a hint of anger, "What kind of business are you running? Is this a black shop? How does the price go up the more you discount it?"

"For normal customers, discounts do make things cheaper."

What did that mean? Tang San wondered if being the Theory Master's disciple was not useful, or if his relationship with the master was not close enough.

"Listen carefully. My teacher is Yu Xiaogang, the famous Theory Master of the Soul Master World. He isn't just my teacher—he is also my Adoptive Father. I am his son."

"Give me a discount for my dad's sake."

The middle-aged woman took one look and thought, Well, well. This brat was not only that idiot's disciple, but his son too. Like father, like son—rats' sons know how to dig holes.

Who knew where this bizarre confidence came from?

It turned out that the young girl Yu Xiaogang had swindled at the restaurant was this middle-aged woman's daughter. Naturally, her daughter had told her about it when she got home. Although the outcome had been fairly good in the end, Yu Xiaogang was still utterly detestable.

Now that she had run into a disciple just as shameless as Yu Xiaogang, she had to teach him a proper lesson!

"For your dad's sake, I'll give you a thirty discount. How about that? Generous, right?"

"When Master spends money, he waves his hand and casually gives out tips worth several Gold Soul Coins. Giving too little would not suit Master's style, and you can't refuse it."

"If you refuse Master's tip, he'll get angry. Anything sold to Master must be the most expensive. If it isn't expensive, how can it show off Master's noble status?"

"As Master's son, he must have given you a lot of money, right?"

The woman stared at Tang San with a beaming smile, intending to fleece this little brat ruthlessly.

"Do you know this is a black shop? I can report you to the City Lord's Mansion."

Tang San was furious. Thirty percent of it was because this middle-aged woman was so ungrateful, while the other seventy percent was because Yu Xiaogang usually spent money so extravagantly that he could not even bring himself to say he would not buy it.

"This woman has earned herself a death sentence!"

But hatred aside, the most important thing right now was to get the bedding first.

"Yu Xiaogang—my dad—told me before he left today that he would cover all my expenses and that I could just put them on his tab. So I'll take these sets of bedding first."

"Put it on my Adoptive Father's tab, understand?"

Tang San had barely taken a few steps with the goods when the woman suddenly shouted, "City Guards! City Guards! Someone's robbing me! He didn't pay and just ran off with the goods!"

The vendors on this street had regularly paid tribute to the City Guards, so the guards were more than happy to help them deal with minor troubles.

They immediately surrounded Tang San.

"Kid, why learn to steal instead of doing something decent?"

"Didn't your family give you any money? Don't tell me you can't even afford a set of bedding?"

"Boss, I think this kid has something wrong with his head. Of all things to steal, he stole such huge bedding!"

"I'm dying of laughter."

At that moment, the middle-aged woman jogged forward and said respectfully, "Sirs, we were negotiating the price just now, but we couldn't reach an agreement. Who knew this kid would just grab the goods and run!"

"You're lying, you damn hag! You're the one running a black shop, trying to sell it to me at three times the price!"

"If we couldn't agree on the price, then we simply wouldn't make the deal. You could go elsewhere, and we'd part ways. But you actually grabbed the goods and ran. So many people saw it—everyone, isn't that right?"

There had been quite a few people nearby when Tang San introduced himself. Most of them also knew about Yu Xiaogang's massive spending spree that morning. They only regretted not going to that restaurant for a meal at the time. Now his disciple was throwing his weight around here. Even if it had not happened, they would say it had.

"Yes, yes, Boss, we all saw it!"

"This kid even tried to use his connections to bully people and force a sale!"

When the leading man saw the situation, with so many people testifying, he decided the matter could not be false.

"Kid, come with us. Wait for your family to come and take you home!"

Tang San had already clenched his Hidden Weapons in both hands, but he ultimately gave up. There were too many people here, and he was unfamiliar with the terrain. Even if he escaped, he would not get far.

Then he recalled his teacher once saying that even the City Lord's Mansion had to show him some respect.

"Honorable guards!"

Tang San clasped his hands and gave a slight bow. Paired with the way he was dressed, he actually looked somewhat refined and courteous.

"My teacher has quite a close connection with your City Lord's Mansion. Could we speak privately?"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man began to feel uncertain. Could this kid really have connections? That would be troublesome.

"My teacher is the renowned Theoretically Invincible of the Soul Master World—Yu Xiaogang. He is also my Adoptive Father. Could you arrest this woman for my teacher's sake?"

Tang San hated this woman so much his teeth itched. How could he, Pure and Untainted, be that sort of person? Yet today, he had embarrassed himself before so many people! This woman had earned herself a death sentence!

When the armored men heard Yu Xiaogang's name, they thought, An acquaintance. They had just messed with him this morning, and now they were going to mess with his son?

If it had been some other level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster, they might have shown some respect. But what was this guy? He probably could not even beat a Soul Master in their teens, yet he called himself the Theory Master of the Soul Master World!

"We certainly do have quite a connection. Come with us."

Several middle-aged men hauled Tang San away, and Tang San was still clutching those two sets of bedding!

Li Chen was completely dumbfounded. This was not a butterfly effect—it was practically a tornado effect. It was far too powerful!

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang, who was in the school dormitory, had no idea that the disciple he had just taken in had already been arrested.

Yu Xiaogang searched for a long time before finding a relatively new set of bedding he had kept at the bottom of a chest. He was about to take it to Tang San when he caught a glimpse of his own filthy bedding.

An idea came to him.

"Why not give this to Tang San? It has my scent on it. If Tang San smells his dad's scent at night, he'll surely sleep more peacefully!"

He would never admit that he simply thought his own bedding was too dirty.

Just then, a teacher outside shouted, "Master Yu Xiaogang! Master Yu Xiaogang! Your son was arrested for skipping out on a bill! Hurry and bail him out!"