An Uncle's Headache

"Brother Siming!"

Tang San, who had seemed so dignified and sacred, actually sounded a little choked up now.

"A mighty Lord Sea God shouldn't be wiping tears in front of me!" Jiang Siming said teasingly, but anyone could see the uncontrollable emotion and joy in his eyes.

"Everyone missed you. After you disappeared back then, we searched for you for nearly a hundred years," Tang San said with some emotion.

"Zhuqing, she... is she all right?" Jiang Siming suddenly asked, feeling a little guilty.

Tang San suddenly looked like he was holding back laughter as he stared at Jiang Siming with great interest.

"Brother Siming, they're doing very well!"

Jiang Siming: "???"

"What do you mean, they?" Jiang Siming said, slightly dumbfounded.

"Zhuqing wouldn't let me tell you. She said this was your punishment."

"Nani? Getting bold, huh! She even dares to control her husband now! That little girl!" Jiang Siming said, pretending to be angry, but he couldn't suppress the punchable grin on his face no matter what.

"Seriously, Brother Siming, where exactly have you been all these years? Could it be that you've already become a god?" Tang San asked in confusion. Logically speaking, the maximum lifespan of a Title Douluo was one thousand years—and that was only in theory. At present, the only one known to have lived for a thousand years was the Sea God of the past.

Yet Jiang Siming had lived for more than ten thousand years, and his vitality was still vigorous. There was simply no explaining it!

"After that battle back then, something went wrong with my body, and I was in a coma the whole time. I'm not too clear on what happened either. I'm still some distance away from becoming a god," Jiang Siming said rather helplessly.

"Since you're already