How many things don't I know?

"Heh, surprised, aren't you?" Tang San sneered at Ye Qiu's hypocritical expression. "Then do you even know that Zhu Zhuqing also represented Martial Soul Hall in the Continental Advanced Academy Elite Soul Master Tournament? Just this afternoon. She just defeated the team I led and won the championship! Dare you say you don't know any of this?!"

"I really didn't know Zhu Qing joined Martial Soul Hall! I've been away from the Soul Master world for a long time, and only recently came out of the City of Slaughter!" Ye Qiu said, his killing intent becoming uncontrollable, chilling the air around them.

"City of Slaughter!"

Tang Xiao's shocked voice rang out. Simultaneously, Tang Hao, who had been sitting next to Tang San and whose face had started to darken, spoke.

"Dad, you're awake?"

Hearing Tang Hao's voice, Tang San immediately turned to look at him, not even having time to process what the City of Slaughter was, and rushed forward to grab Tang Hao's arm.

"Brother Hao."

Tang Xiao, without time to be shocked by Ye Qiu's youth, also quickly stepped forward.

"Big Brother, Little San, I'm temporarily fine. I heard everything just now." Tang Hao weakly shook his head, having temporarily suppressed the toxins. His dim, yellowish eyes fixed on Ye Qiu.

"Uncle Hao, what's wrong? Are you poisoned?" Ye Qiu had already arrived, looking at Tang Hao with concern.

"Ye Qiu, stop right there, don't be so hypocritical."

Before Tang San could finish speaking, he was sternly rebuked by Tang Hao.

"Little San, you stop for now."

"Dad~"

"En?!"

Tang San wanted to say more, but a glare from Tang Hao immediately silenced him. He couldn't forget the paternal love Tang Hao had shown him when he was a child.

Tang Hao looked at Ye Qiu, scrutinizing him