Night gradually fell. In a forest, the pale-faced Tang San looked at his father beside him, excitement surging through his heart.
Ever since they had parted in Holy Soul Village, he had not seen his father for a very long time.
As he recalled all the grievances and the many beatings he had suffered over the years, he could not help shedding tears!
"Tang San..."
At a loss for words, Tang Hao felt somewhat awkward as he watched his son begin to cry. He waved a hand and said,
"Tang San is already dead..."
"You chose this, Father!"
"I will kill Ye Xingchen. Not even the gods can save him. I said it!"
Overcome with emotion, Tang San shook his head and roared at his father.
This left Yu Xiaogang beside them feeling somewhat awkward. He hurried forward and advised him,
"Tang San, this is your father. You mustn't be rude. Keep your emotions under control, and don't forget what your goal is!"
Hearing this, Tang San felt torn. Whenever he recalled the grievances he had suffered over the years, he could not help growing crazed. Looking at his father before him, he shouted,
"Five years! Do you know how I spent those five years? Do you?"
At a loss for words, Tang Hao could not help feeling a little sorrowful as he looked at his son in this state.
After all, he had left his son so that he could grow better. Who could have known he would encounter a monster like Ye Xingchen, who had nearly caused his son to die here?
"Xiao San, forgive your father. From today onward, I won't leave you again. I'll kill Ye Xingchen too!"
Hearing Tang Hao say this, Yu Xiaogang, whose expression was calm, was momentarily stunned.
After all, there were