"Why aren't you coming over?"
Tang San spoke sternly to Tang Wutong.
Tang Wutong pouted, clearly unwilling, but she still obediently went to Tang San's side.
"You've completely lost your mind playing around!"
Tang San fiercely poked her little head and said irritably.
He had never imagined that this girl would sneak off to Douluo Continent by herself behind their backs.
It truly left him not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"Dad, don't just scold me. Look at that successor you picked—he actually wants to side with Uncle Destruction. You deal with it yourself!"
Tang Wutong apparently felt miserable being the only one getting scolded, so she dragged Xiao Long down with her.
Clearly, Tang Wutong's words made Tang San's expression turn grave as well.
If things were truly as Tang Wutong had said, he would indeed feel rather uncomfortable.
Xiao Long was, after all, his successor. If he sided with the God of Destruction, Tang San would truly lose face.
"Hehe, Xiao Wu, don't talk nonsense. I merely stated what I thought. By the way, Senior Tang San, look who they are?"
Xiao Long shot that little girl a fierce glare.
Then, he hurriedly changed the subject and brought out Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and the others Tang San had once known.
Sure enough, upon seeing Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue—especially Qian Renxue—Tang San's expression became quite a sight.
"You... you all..."
For a moment, Tang San did not know what to say.
After all, in his eyes, people who had died tens of thousands of years ago had suddenly appeared alive before him, leaving him somewhat at a loss.
"We'll be leaving first!"
Xiao Long knew that they would have a great many matters to sort out next.
So, he left with Ma Xiaotao, Lin Da Niu,