As it turned out, he had succeeded.
Xiao Wu's resolve wavered a little more, and she began to suspect that Tang San had been framed.
Seeing that Xiao Wu was about to believe him, a flicker of delight crossed Tang San's eyes. He was about to strike while the iron was hot when a hand appeared in his line of sight.
"!!!"
Tang San flew into a rage and snarled, "Xue Nianbing, take your hand... mmmph!"
Halfway through, Tang San once again lost the ability to speak.
"See? Getting worked up again."
Xue Nianbing casually rested his hand on Xiao Wu's shoulder and smiled faintly. "In principle, I should call you Mother-in-law, but we can discuss that principle another day."
"As for whether Tang San was framed, I'll show you something, and you'll understand."
"You..." Xiao Wu looked at Xue Nianbing beside her, unsure what to say.
But with a slight shift of his will, Xue Nianbing reached his other hand toward Tang San, unleashing an immensely powerful pulling force.
At first, Tang San did not understand what was happening.
Then he felt the Wondrous Treasure Pouch, which he had refined into a divine artifact, fly away from him.
No—
Tang San screamed inwardly, yet all he could do was watch, just as he could only watch Xue Nianbing's hand resting on Xiao Wu's shoulder.
He... could do nothing.
But compared with that, he was far more worried about what lay inside the Wondrous Treasure Pouch.
Tang Wutong's soul and that man's mother's soul had remained inside the pouch all along. Once they were exposed, he would be utterly finished.
"!!!"
Tang San struggled violently, trying to break free of Xue Nianbing's restraints and fight him until either the fish died or the net broke.
Even seeking his own death