"Mr. Tang Chen, do Tang Hao and Tang Xiao have any relation to you?"
"Tang Hao? Tang Xiao?"
For some reason, though those two names did not exist in his memories, Tang Chen felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity upon hearing them.
"I don't have those names in my memories, but I suppose they might be my grandsons?"
After pondering for a long while, Tang Chen still shook his head. He was certain he did not remember those two names, yet he could not explain that strange sense of familiarity.
"Then you should know Tang Wei, right?"
"Tang Wei is my son. What happened to him?"
Hearing Danheng mention his son, Tang Chen's expression changed at once. Could something have happened to his son?
"He died."
"..."
Those simple three words struck Tang Chen like a bolt from the blue, leaving him frozen in place.
"To be honest, I don't understand why he died like that either."
Whenever Danheng thought of Tang Wei's death, he found it utterly absurd.
A Titled Douluo had actually been angered to death. Wasn't that far too careless?!
"You know how Wei'er died?!"
Tang Chen grabbed Danheng by the shoulders. From what Danheng had said, he clearly knew about his son Tang Wei's death.
"Uh, I only saw it in the records."
Danheng brushed Tang Chen's hands aside. He had never truly believed that Tang Wei had died of anger.
What kind of temper would it take to anger the mighty leader of the Clear Sky Sect to death?
Thus, when Danheng told Tang Chen that Tang Wei had been angered to death, Tang Chen wore a thoroughly bewildered expression as well.
Bushigomen, are you kidding me?
You're saying that I, Tang Chen, the son of a Level 99 Limit Douluo, was angered to death?