Unless he'd lost his mind, he wouldn't drink water that had been sitting out all night.
Judging by the mess in Jade Little Sister's room, there was a ninety-percent chance he'd been drinking.
Ever since Xiao Wu had beaten him up and left him covered in bruises, he'd been secretly drinking with Han San and the others almost every other day. Naturally, Tang Qinghe had caught him and given him a vicious beating.
And he'd had to nurse his wounds for a long time afterward.
Every morning, Tang Qinghe still got up early to exercise and train his body. He attended classes as usual in the morning, practiced his skills in the afternoon, trained his legs and body with the others, and cultivated his spirit power at night.
It was fair to say that every day was packed.
In the blink of an eye, nine months had passed. It had been almost a year since he'd awakened his martial spirit.
As luck would have it, the first semester at Jedi Academy had just ended.
On the night before the holiday, Tang Qinghe's spirit power finally broke through to rank ten.
Tang Qinghe had always been a little slow when it came to cultivating his martial spirit, but his twin martial spirits were both exceptionally powerful. That was why his natural talent wasn't very good—in fact, it was downright poor.
To reach rank ten within a year was already thanks to Haotian's blessing.
Without Haotian's blessing, no matter how hard he worked, he probably wouldn't have made it past rank six.
Tang Qinghe stopped cultivating, tidied himself up, and returned to his room to absorb the spirit essence he'd obtained.
Just then, he heard Han San and Xiao Wu talking nearby.
"Xiao Wu, didn't you say yesterday that you were going to visit my house? Get up. I've already packed everything."
Han San gathered his things and hurried back to their dormitory.
"Let me sleep a little longer. Just a little longer." Xiao Wu burrowed into her blanket and refused to get up.
Hearing the two bicker, Tang Qinghe knew that Old Mu and Little Bai San had invited them over. He couldn't be bothered to get involved, so he left the dormitory without a word.
Ever since he'd started living with Old Mu and the others, he'd gone over to Old Mu's place every time they were invited. Old Mu's old friends always prepared plenty of good food for him.
He left the academy.
Tang Qinghe had been in Jedi City for a long time, and Xiao Wu had just gotten out of bed.
Han San asked Xiao Wu to get up and pack her things while he went to Jade Little Sister's room to say goodbye to her.
Ever since the last time they'd gone to the Star Dou Forest to hunt for a spirit ring and been attacked, he'd worried about Jade Little Sister's health. Perhaps it was because her constitution was different from ordinary people's, and she'd been poisoned by the Mandala Snake. Even though he'd managed to cure the poison in time—
Xiao Wu had still suffered a series of adverse reactions.
Nausea, vomiting, dizziness, drowsiness, stomach pain, and diarrhea. She'd lost her appetite and couldn't eat much.
The strangest thing was that she wasn't gaining any weight!
Her belly, on the other hand, had gotten huge!
Han San had once thought Jade Little Sister was pregnant, but it was because she'd been bitten by the Mandala Snake and poisoned.
That was exactly why, out of concern for her health, he'd spent the past year carefully looking after Jade Little Sister, putting up with all her complaints.
"Old Mu, I'll be heading home in a while. You're having trouble getting around, so I've already asked Old Mu's neighbor to look after you while I'm gone. He'll take good care of you."
That was the first thing Han San said when he saw Jade Little Sister.
"Oh, go ahead. You're sixteen now. Jedi Academy gives students like you a three-month holiday every year, but don't slack off on your cultivation. Once you've visited your father, come back as soon as you can. Your father wants to see you reach rank twenty as soon as possible. Then I'll take you to the Spirit Hall to help you obtain your second spirit ring."
Now that summer had arrived, Jade Little Sister was still wearing thick winter clothes. She was wrapped up so thoroughly that only her round face could be seen. Oil shone on her face, and it dribbled from her mouth. The table was covered in bones and leftover food. Judging by the mess, she'd eaten a whole lot first thing in the morning.
Han San said nothing. He silently packed up Jade Little Sister's things, then left.
As soon as Han San left, Jade Little Sister started feeling bored again.
Knock, knock, knock...
Just as she was about to crawl back into bed and sleep, someone suddenly knocked at the door.
Jade Little Sister rubbed her sleepy eyes. Other than her proud disciple, Han San, no one ever came to visit her.
"Come in."
She spoke with some impatience.
The door opened, and a tall, sturdy figure walked in. He wore a tattered shirt that was dirty and ragged, and carried a large jug on his back. His dark, weathered face was covered in sweat and grime. Who knew how long it had been since he'd washed or changed his clothes?
Wasn't this the old drunkard, Tang Ritian?
Looking at Jade Little Sister's round figure, Tang Hao had come here early in the morning with a purpose in mind. But when he saw her up close, he couldn't help the corner of his mouth twitching.
Jade Little Sister's round figure looked far too much like those of people from the past... It was practically a perfect match.
"You are?"
Jade Little Sister sized up the newcomer. For some reason, he seemed a little familiar, as if she'd seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't quite place him.
"I'm Tang Hao, Han San's father."
Tang Hao looked at Jade Little Sister with an expression that was hard to read. Ever since he'd left that year, he'd spent most of his time drunk. His days were spent either drinking or on his way to get a drink. He'd become more corpse than man, like a ghost.
And yet, Jade Little Sister could still tell he was no ghost.
She might even have recognized him, something even the Spirit Hall might not have been able to do.
"Tang Hao?"
Jade Little Sister stared at him for a moment, first confused, then suddenly shocked. She looked at him in disbelief. "You're the Haotian Douluo?"
Tang Hao turned his back on her. "There's no need to bring up the past. I have my reasons for leaving all those years ago. People might think you're imagining things, but I know you're a sensible person."
Yes, he knew she was sensible, not a genuine fool.
His real purpose wasn't to use the excuse of paying her a visit to ask her to help resolve his son's issues. He wanted to know whether the Spirit Hall had been paying attention to him.
After all, Jade Little Sister had spent those years in the Spirit Hall.
P.S. I changed the wording of the last line.
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