"That's right. Your mother was a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Emperor. After members of her clan sacrificed themselves, they wouldn't die. They would leave behind a seed, and if it was carefully nurtured, she might even be revived." Tang Hao looked at Nan Xuan as he explained to his son.
"Dad, if that's the case, why waste words with him? Just capture him and force him to tell us where Mom is." Tang San glared viciously at Nan Xuan.
Tang Hao felt that his son was right. No matter what, they should capture him first.
"Tang Hao, enough." Lan Yingying looked at the father and son before her and shouted angrily.
"Lan Yingying, how dare you?" Tang Hao looked at the shouting Lan Yingying, his gaze filled with killing intent.
"Tang Hao, what you're doing disgusts me. You're like an ungrateful wretch. You're like this, and so is your son." Looking at the seemingly respectable father and son, Lan Yingying was truly disappointed to the extreme.
"Lan Yingying, watch your words. Don't think Nan Xuan can protect you. I'm a level 95 Title Douluo." Tang Hao roared at Lan Yingying, nearly unable to endure any longer.
Tang San had no such patience. With a casual gesture, he unleashed his First Soul Skill on Lan Yingying, Blue Silver Bind.
Blue light flashed in Lan Yingying's eyes, and Tang San's Blue Silver vines retreated.
"Tang Hao, it seems your son is looking to die." Nan Xuan spoke coldly to Tang Hao.
"Aren't you looking for Ah Yin? She's standing right in front of you now, but she no longer belongs to you, because you don't deserve her." At this point, Nan Xuan had no intention of hiding it any longer. They would find out sooner or later, so he might as well add