Tang Hao Gives a Spirit Bone
After seeing Qian Renxue off, Fu Shiyan shook her head and continued on her way to the Beichen Academy.
They had only taken a few steps when three figures approached them.
Two tall and one short, a boy, a girl, and a teenager.
It was Tang San and his family who had returned from Sunset Forest.
Tang San's family was also taken aback when they saw Fu Shiyan.
They were originally going back to the courtyard to thank Fu Shiyan, but they unexpectedly ran into her here before they even got there.
The three people had different expressions.
Ah Yin walked at the front, and the moment she saw Fu Shiyan, gratitude welled up in her big, bright eyes.
Before she could speak, she slightly bent her knees, about to bow in thanks.
Tang San followed closely behind, and the moment he saw his master, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.
He strode forward, bowed respectfully, his voice filled with barely suppressed filial piety:
"Master!"
Fu Shiyan looked at him, a gentle smile flashing in her eyes.
He slowly raised his hand and gently touched Tang San's head.
Tang San not only didn't dodge, but instead narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an expression of enjoyment.
After all, in his view, this meant that his mentor cared more about his performance than Oscar and the others.
This is a privilege reserved for direct disciples.
And Tang Hao--
Tang Hao stood at the very back, looking extremely uncomfortable.
He looked up at the sky, then at the ground, then stole a glance at Fu Shiyan. His lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He was as awkward as a twisted old tree root.
Ah Yin caught a glimpse of her man's appearance out of the corner of her eye, and her brows furrowed slightly.
Her hand reached out silently, precisely pinching the soft flesh of Tang Hao's waist, and then—
A 180-degree rotation.
Tang Hao shuddered, let out a muffled groan, and almost couldn't maintain the unnatural expression on his face.
Luckily, he was thick-skinned and tough; anyone else would have screamed by now.
Ah Yin leaned close to his ear, lowered her voice, and spoke with a hint of gritted teeth:
"Go quickly."
Tang Hao took a deep breath and finally took a step forward, walking up to Fu Shiyan.
His expression remained awkward, his fingers unconsciously touching his face, and then—he directly shoved a wooden box into Fu Shiyan's arms.
The suddenness and abruptness of the movement startled Fu Shiyan.
Seeing his expression, Tang Hao felt even more uncomfortable.
He spoke in a gruff voice, with a hint of inexplicable nervousness in his tone:
"Uh... Brother Fu, this is for you!"
Upon hearing this, Tang San and Ah Yin both rolled their eyes.
Judging from Tang Hao's expression, anyone who didn't know better would think he was confessing his love to someone!
Fu Shiyan looked down at the wooden box in her arms, then looked up at Tang Hao, her eyes filled with doubt as she asked:
"Brother Tang, what's going on?"
Tang Hao rubbed his hands awkwardly before finally explaining:
"This is Ah Yin's Spirit Bone."
Upon hearing this, Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow slightly.
Tang Hao continued, his voice slightly hesitant:
"You know, I went out for a while recently, didn't I?"
Hearing this, Fu Shiyan nodded slightly. Tang Hao then continued:
"Ah Yin's Spirit Bone were in the cave where she was at that time."
"You didn't take it then, and I was afraid of being discovered, so I went back to get it."
He paused, then looked up at Fu Shiyan, his gaze becoming serious.
"Brother Fu, you have taught my son for many years, and now you have even resurrected my wife."
"You should accept this Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!"
As he spoke, he reached out and pushed the wooden box further into Fu Shiyan's arms.
Ah Yin nodded, her voice gentle and sincere:
"Mr. Fu, please accept it."
"We can never repay your kindness to the Xiao San and the life you saved for me."
"This Spirit Bone can be considered a small token of our appreciation."
Tang San also spoke up anxiously from the side:
"Yes, Master! Please accept it! This Spirit Bone should be very useful to you!"
After saying that, he looked at Fu Shiyan expectantly, afraid that his master would refuse.
Fu Shiyan looked down at the wooden box in her arms, then looked up at the family of three in front of her— Ah Yin's sincere gratitude, Tang San's eagerness to be with his child, and Tang Hao's awkward yet pretentious expression.
A slight smile curved his lips.
Seeing him smile, Tang Hao felt even more uncertain and quickly added:
"Brother Fu, don't overthink it! Although I, Tang Hao, am a scoundrel, I still understand the principle of repaying kindness! If you don't accept it, I... I..."
He racked his brains for a long time, but couldn't come up with a solution.
Ah Yin watched from the side, shaking her head in disbelief.
Fu Shiyan finally spoke, her voice gentle:
"Brother Tang, Ah Yin, I appreciate your kind intentions."
"But this Spirit Bone..."
He paused, looked at Tang San, and said:
"Since these things were left behind by the Xiao San's mother, they should rightfully be left to Xiao San."
After saying that, he handed the wooden box to Tang San.
Upon hearing this, Tang San immediately panicked and hurriedly waved his hand and stepped back, saying:
"Master! You can't say that!"
"This Spirit Bone was originally left to me by my mother, but I want to give it to you!"
Ah Yin also stepped forward and whispered:
"Mr. Fu, Xiao San is right. Your kindness to us cannot be measured by a single piece of Spirit Bone."
"This is a token of our family's affection; please accept it."
Tang Hao nodded vigorously from the side and said in a gruff voice:
"That's right! Brother Fu, if you don't accept it, I, Tang Hao, will never be able to face you again!"
Fu Shiyan shook her head, still refusing:
"Xiao San is my disciple. Anything I do for him is simply my duty. There's no need to thank me with Spirit Bone."
Upon hearing this, Tang San shook his head even more resolutely, and said with a slight sob in his voice:
"Master, you taught me cultivation, taught me how to be a person, and helped me find my mother... What you have done for me cannot be summed up by 'my duty'."
"I, Tang San, am where I am today entirely because of you!"
"If you don't accept this Spirit Bone, I'll feel really bad!"
Ah Yin also said softly from the side:
"Mr. Fu, please accept it."
"The Xiao San is right. What you did for him cannot be summed up by simply saying 'it's part of your job'."
She looked at Tang San, her eyes full of tenderness, and continued:
"Besides, it's more appropriate to give this Spirit Bone to you than to Xiao San."
"Now that you are Titled Douluo, this Spirit Bone can play a much greater role in your hands."
Tang Hao also muttered from the side:
"Brother Fu, please stop refusing! Keep pushing it back and forth makes us seem distant!"
He looked at Fu Shiyan and, unusually, uttered a decent sentence:
"The kindness you've shown to my family is something that even ten Spirit Bone couldn't repay, let alone a single one."
"This is just a small token of our appreciation. If you don't accept it, the three of us won't feel at ease."
Fu Shiyan looked at the family of three in front of her— Ah Yin was gentle and firm, Tang San was eager and sincere, and Tang Hao was awkward but persistent.
He was silent for a moment, then finally nodded slowly:
"In that case, I, Fu, will accept it."