Hearing that Tang Hao wanted to avenge Xiao Wu, Tang San's eyes lit up. But then he remembered how Tang Hao had failed to kill Lin Feng before, instead silently hiding away.
Thinking of Tang Hao's injuries at the time, worry rose in Tang San's eyes.
"Dad, be careful. If it really doesn't work..." Tang San had been about to say that, if necessary, he would take revenge himself someday. After all, in his heart, his father would always come before Xiao Wu. But just then, his father suddenly flicked him on the forehead.
"What nonsense are you talking about? He's just an old bastard who doesn't even dare show his true face. Last time, he only gained a slight advantage because I was careless. This time, I won't be careless. One strike is all I need to hammer that old bastard into pulp."
Tang San's heart surged at those words, but then he suddenly thought of something terrible. "Dad, then wouldn't Xiao Wu's soul bone be shattered too?"
"It won't. What Xiao Wu produced is a leg bone. I only need to smash her upper body into pulp. I'll make sure Xiao Wu's soul bone remains intact for you to absorb."
"No, Dad. I don't want to absorb Xiao Wu's soul bone. I... I only want it to stay with me, to keep me company like Xiao Wu did." Tang San shook his head. Thinking of how Xiao Wu's companionship was gone forever, tears began streaming down his face.
Tang Hao frowned. As both a father and a level ninety-six Titled Douluo, he could see that Tang San sincerely wanted Xiao Wu's soul bone to replace her and remain by his side. But leaving behind a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone without absorbing it would not help with his