Outside the Arena,
As Tang San spoke with wild arrogance, Ye Xingchen's expression grew increasingly grim. Looking at the wolf-hearted, dog-lunged ingrate before him, he could not help rebuking him:
"I was right back then. Someone like you really doesn't deserve to stay at Shrek Academy. Xiao Wu-you truly aren't worthy of her!"
Unconcerned, Tang San smiled. Looking at Ye Xingchen and Xiao Wu before him, he had completely let go of his reservations.
He shook his head, turned his back, and said:
"Ye Xingchen, don't forget that my father is already here. If you want to lay a hand on me, go ahead and try!"
Ye Xingchen smiled faintly, his expression calm. So the reason Tang San was so confident was that his father had arrived.
Feeling somewhat awkward, he shook his head and immediately swung another slap at him.
Before Tang San could react, he gave a muffled grunt and fell straight to the ground.
Clutching his chest, he could not help shouting harshly:
"You bastard, you still dare to hit me! When my father gets here, he'll definitely kill you! Don't forget, my father is Clear Sky Douluo!"
Clear Sky Douluo?
In Ye Xingchen's eyes, Clear Sky Douluo was nothing but a useless wretch who could not even protect his own woman and child.
Even though he had eventually taken Tang San far away from Spirit Hall, he had dragged his own sect down with him.
In the end, he had hidden in a corner like a useless wretch, clinging to his last breath.
Whether facing his own son or his sect, he had acted far too cowardly.
That was not the attitude a man should display.
"So what if your father is Clear Sky Douluo? What does that have to do with me? I can kill