"Not bad."
Upon receiving Danheng's approval, Dugu Bo grinned. He knew it would be like this!
"Mm, sounds like the fighting outside is almost over."
The commotion outside the Herb Garden had been gone for quite a while, so Danheng prepared to take a look.
Had Tang Hao erupted with his full strength and defeated Jiang Mo and Yue Guan, or had Jiang Mo and Yue Guan joined forces and taken down Tang Hao?
"Guimei, let go of my son!"
What Danheng did not know was that the reason the fighting outside had ceased was entirely because Guimei was holding his son Tang San—and that hundred-thousand-year-old little rabbit—hostage.
The situation Tang Hao had least wanted to see had still come to pass.
But there was truly nothing he could do. It was a hopeless matchup. One King leading a bunch of Bronze players against an entire team of Kings—how was he supposed to fight?
He could not!
"Oh my, Tang Hao, Tang Hao. Weren't you so good at fighting? Weren't you able to take on several people by yourself?"
With the upper hand, Guimei immediately began gloating at Tang Hao. The lingering fear he had once felt toward Tang Hao had vanished completely.
Guimei could not even imagine how he was supposed to lose.
"Your son is in my hands now. What do you think you should do?"
Guimei handed the unconscious Little Wu directly to Subduing Demon Douluo. He was the strongest person here, making him the most suitable one to watch over this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
"Guimei, I'll say it one more time. Let go of my son!"
Tang Hao's emotions were exceedingly complicated.
On one hand, he was glad that he had not gone all out in his battle with Subduing Demon Douluo and Yue Guan just