A Wall Apart, Ye Ying and Xiao Wu Sleep Inside, Tang San Alone Outside

Tang Hao slowly rose to his feet and walked toward the door.

"You're leaving?"

Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment and asked in confusion.

Tang Hao slowly walked to the door and locked it from the inside.

Then he shut the windows again and drew the curtains.

Making sure that no one could see what was happening inside the room.

Yu Xiaogang swallowed, unable to stop himself from feeling a little frightened.

"Don't worry. I'm just giving you acupuncture."

"You're sick. I'm treating you."

Tang Hao smiled, and a needle suddenly appeared in his hand.

Tang Hao closed in step by step.

Then he grabbed Yu Xiaogang and pinned him down.

Using the needle, he jabbed it into Yu Xiaogang's lower back.

Yu Xiaogang let out a sharp scream.

After pricking him who knew how many times, Tang Hao finally stopped.

"Finally finished writing."

"What did you write on my lower back?!"

Yu Xiaogang asked in terror.

Over the past year or so, he had never known that eight characters had already been tattooed on his back.

But these two characters were now unmistakably real.

Tang Hao picked up two mirrors from beside him.

Through their double reflection, Yu Xiaogang immediately saw the ten large characters!

From top to bottom, they read:

Apply Force, I Was Here, Safe Travels.

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Hao!"

"How could you do this?!"

"How am I supposed to face anyone from now on?!"

Tang Hao glanced at him.

"Face anyone?"

"How does this affect you?"

"It's not like I wrote it on your face."

"If you ever dare treat Xiaosan badly in the future, the whole world will know about those ten characters on your lower back."

Tang Hao had already returned to his original attire.

As though he had done nothing at all.

"As his father, I should have come to see you long ago."

"I came a little too late."

"I'm leaving. She's the only one I still worry about."

"So, I hope to entrust Xiaosan to you."

Yu Xiaogang glared fiercely at Tang Hao.

No one knew which part of it had angered him.

"You're leaving? Where are you going? You're his father."

Tang Hao's expression was cold.

"She was your girlfriend too."

"I have to leave. There are many things I must do."

"He won't find happiness by staying with me."

"I have no other demands. He should choose his own life."

"Ten years. I've already been gone from this world for ten years."

"Now that she's grown up, there are things I have to do."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath.

"You're already badly injured. What can you even do?"

"Are you planning to go cause trouble for Spirit Hall?"

"There's only one possible outcome if you go."

"There was no good outcome back then, and there won't be one now."

"And Tang San is deeply attached to you."

"Don't you think leaving like this would be too cruel to her?"

Tang Hao fell silent.

Though he said he was leaving to do something he had to do, he actually had no idea what he was supposed to do.

He was just talking big.

He also knew that Tang San was deeply attached to her.

Otherwise, she would not have cried so heartbreakingly, nor would she have built her a grave.

Especially since she had even burned down the whole house to build that grave for her.

"She chose to walk an extraordinary path herself. Staying with me would be the real cruelty to her."

"Alright, I've said everything I needed to say."

Yu Xiaogang muttered resentfully to himself, "You're just dumping her on me and washing your hands of it?"

"How am I supposed to get along with Tang San?"

"I have to date her and be her mother at the same time."

Tang Hao glanced at Yu Xiaogang.

With a wave of his hand, a pitch-black token landed on the table before Yu Xiaogang with a clang.

The Papal Order.

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed instantly.

Perhaps Tang Hao was not entirely that kind of person after all.

With the Papal Order, his status would become quite extraordinary.

Tang Hao found Yu Xiaogang rather delicate and handsome as well.

No wonder Tang San had taken a liking to him.

Not bad.

He approved.

Tang Hao turned and opened the door.

Bang.

The door shut.

Tang Hao's tall figure had already vanished.

Staring at the door, Yu Xiaogang lay sprawled over the table for a long while without moving.

It was not that he did not want to move.

It was simply that even the slightest movement hurt.

After a long time, he slowly lowered his head.

His gaze fell upon the Papal Order, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

"I never expected my idol to become like this."

Back then, he had admired Tang Hao because he had heard that Tang Hao had beaten up Qian Xun Ji, who had taken Bibi Dong by force.

Who would have thought?

Tang Hao and Qian Xun Ji were the same sort of person.

Both were the type to force themselves on others.

Holy Soul Village.

Tang San hugged the Blue Silver Weasel beneath the eaves, trembling all over.

She had no idea why a cold wind had suddenly begun blowing outside.

A cold wind in the middle of summer, The Blue Silver Weasel repeatedly tried to return to Tang San's body, only to be forcibly pulled back out by Tang San the very next second.

Holding her would at least keep her a little warmer.

Inside the house, Ye Ying slept soundly with Xiao Wu in his arms, then casually changed the wind into rain.

It wasn't that he insisted on making Tang San suffer, it was mainly because he liked sleeping with Xiao Wu in his arms under a thick blanket while cold air blew around them.

It felt as comfortable as running the air conditioner while sleeping under a quilt.

Separated by only one wall, Ye Ying held Xiao Wu and slept inside, while Tang San froze outside.

The rain blew onto Tang San at a thirty-degree angle, and it hurt terribly when it struck her, like being sliced by knives.

The Blue Silver Weasel suffered right alongside her, the two of them trembling without end.

She asked in a shiver, "Tang San, is the weather in Holy Soul Village always this terrible?"

Tang San trembled as she replied, "This is my first time seeing it too."

For an entire night, the two of them were battered by the wind all night long.

The next morning, the sky was cloudless for miles.

When Ye Ying opened the door, Tang San collapsed while clutching the Blue Silver Weasel.

"No,"

"Don't die at my doorstep!"

"That's way too unlucky!"

Ye Ying hurriedly helped Tang San up, then slapped her across the face.

Smack!

Tang San did not react at all.

But Ye Ying's hand was scalded painfully.

Tang San's body temperature was far too high!

A fever, a severe fever!

"No, I have to cool her down physically!"

"I can't just watch a classmate fall ill without treating her."

Ye Ying put on a righteous expression, making Xiao Wu's eyes shine brightly.

He pulled a large basin out from beneath the bed.

A purple Soul Ring rose beneath his feet, and the phantom of the Snow King appeared behind him.

Soul Power surged, and a string of ice blocks clattered into the large wooden basin.

He grabbed Tang San beneath the arms and placed her in the basin.

Then he kept pouring in ice, pouring in ice like mad.

Tang San's body finally reacted. She trembled all over, shivering continuously.

"Ye... Ye Ying..."

"Y-You... what... what are you doing?!"

Ye Ying was equally helpless.

"You had a fever last night. I was cooling you down."

"I'm treating your illness."

"Come on, open your mouth."

Ye Ying called out to Tang San, then shoved a thick icicle into her mouth with a backhanded motion.

Perhaps because the icicle was a little too long, Tang San nearly gagged it back out.

With one punch from Ye Ying, the icicle instantly shattered into chunks.

"Swallow it!"

"Ice you inside and out!"

"It's all to treat your illness. Bear with it."

With tears in her eyes, Tang San could only swallow desperately.

Ye Ying kept adding more ice, until only Tang San's two blinking eyes remained visible.

Only then did he nod in satisfaction.

"Not bad. Your temperature will drop soon."

"With this much ice, if my martial soul weren't ice-elemental, I wouldn't have been able to save you."