Meanwhile, Tang Hao suddenly appeared in front of Tang San.
"Father, what brings you here?"
Looking at the familiar yet distant figure before him, Tang San felt a jumble of emotions.
He had originally thought his father was just an ordinary blacksmith, but he had never expected his true identity to be that of a Titled Douluo.
Wait, Tang San suddenly realized something.
His father, Tang Hao, wasn't a drunk. He was a Titled Douluo.
That meant the old bastard was perfectly capable of looking after himself. So why the hell had he spent all day lying on that broken recliner?
All he ever did was drink the fake liquor Old Li from the east end of the village watered down. He didn't even care when there was no rice left in the family's storage jar.
Hadn't that been pure abuse of a little kid who hadn't even grown a single hair yet?
No, wait. Tang San thought it over again.
Tang Hao was a Titled Douluo. He must have noticed the strange way this child of his practiced Tang Sect techniques every day.
Tang San, always a suspicious sort, immediately wondered: could Tang Hao have noticed something was off about him and suspected he wasn't really his son? Was that why he'd abused him?
That had to be it. It was definitely the only explanation.
If not, why would Tang Hao abuse his own biological son? And why, after learning he had Innate Full Soul Power, had he still refused to let him cultivate?
The first person Tang San had to thank for getting into Notting College was Old Jack. The second was himself, for telling Tang Hao that his Second Martial Soul was the Clear Sky Hammer.
At the thought, the question that had plagued Tang San for years was finally answered.
Now that he understood, Tang San looked at Tang Hao with wariness and suspicion. He silently took out the Silent Sleeve Arrow concealed in his hand.
"Xiao... Xiao San."
Tang Hao, who had been walking toward Tang San, stopped in his tracks. As a top-tier Titled Douluo, how could he fail to notice Tang San's little move?
Seeing the Tang San he suspected might be his son raise the Hidden Weapon that had killed the Mandala Snake at him, Tang Hao furrowed his brows.
This unfilial brat actually wanted to kill his own father!
Sure enough, this Tang San, who had possessed his biological son, was no good. He should have just smashed this unknown thing called Tang San to death.
It wasn't too late now. He could strike first and eliminate the threat while he was still strong enough to beat Tang San.
No!
But Tang Hao quickly rejected the idea.
Tang San was destined to become a god. Besides, he hadn't done anything too terrible to Tang San before. He'd even taught him the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.
Once Tang San became a god, he could take Tang Hao to the Divine Realm to see Ah Yin.
After all, Ah Yin was still just a Blue Silver Grass with barely any awareness. She knew nothing about what the Heavenly Curtain had shown.
Tang Hao weighed the pros and cons. In the end, he forced down his anger and regained his composure.
He managed to squeeze out an awkward smile and tried to sound affectionate as he said:
"Xiao San, Dad's here to take you and Xiao Wu with me."
Tang San didn't respond to Tang Hao's attempt to make nice. He remained silent.
Tang Hao's father-and-son reunion with Tang San played out in silence as Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun watched intently, eager for the drama.
Tang San's silence left Tang Hao feeling awkward.
Even so, Tang Hao forced down his anger and continued to act warm and kindly.
"Xiao San, Xiao Wu, we need to leave here right away. That damned Heavenly Curtain has revealed your locations."
"Because of what happened back then, and because Xiao Wu is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, those people from Spirit Hall will surely send several Titled Douluo here."
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San silently weighed the situation.
Everyone on the Douluo Continent now knew who he was. Although he wasn't really Tang Hao and Ah Yin's child, he was sure to become a god one day. To prevent him from seeking revenge on Spirit Hall and their other enemies once he ascended, Spirit Hall would definitely try to eliminate him.
They'd kill him for good right now. And judging by Tang Hao's reaction, Tang Hao seemed to have accepted that this outsider was his son.
After all, he was destined to become a god.
At the thought, a rare smile appeared on Tang San's face. He nodded repeatedly at Tang Hao and said:
"Yes, yes, Father. Where are we going now?"
Seeing that Tang San had also recognized the situation, Tang Hao smiled knowingly.
Tang Hao knew Tang San wasn't sincere, and Tang San knew Tang Hao resented him for taking over his biological son's body.
But for various reasons, neither of them had any choice but to accept the other as father and son.
One wanted something now; the other wanted something in the future.
At that moment, the relationship between Tang Hao and Tang San was exceptionally complicated.
Nearby, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun had been watching the show. The father and son, who hadn't seemed close just moments ago, were suddenly acting so affectionate.
They genuinely admired how quickly the Tang family could change their tune.
"Let's not get into that yet."
Tang Hao glanced at the five onlookers beside him, then shook his head.
Tang San understood what Tang Hao meant.
He was worried Dai Mubai and the others might reveal their whereabouts.
Tang San didn't just agree with Tang Hao's decision—he fully supported it.
Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong from Shrek weren't nearly as close as they were in the original story.
At best, they were classmates.
Tang San had even started thinking about silencing them by killing them all.
Suddenly, Dai Mubai and the others felt a chill of dread and shivered uneasily.
They had no idea what had happened.
Just as Tang San was wondering whether to silence them, something unexpected happened with Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu fought down her fear, took a few steps back, and then said in a trembling voice:
"Uncle, I won't go with you and Third Brother. I'll leave on my own."
"Hmm?"
Tang Hao gave a soft hum. His gaze shifted to Xiao Wu and fixed on her, a few inscrutable gleams flickering in his eyes.
An invisible pressure instantly settled over Xiao Wu.
The very thing Xiao Wu had feared most had happened.
Tang Hao wanted to take her with him? Xiao Wu had no desire to go with the man who had deceived his own wife!
She wanted to stay as far away from Tang Hao as possible. She never wanted to see him again.
But she was terrified of Tang Hao's strength as a Titled Douluo. All she could do was hope he had some decency and would let her go, considering her relationship with Tang San.
"Xiao Wu, right? You're only at level thirty. It'd be far too dangerous for you to leave on your own."
"I watched you grow up alongside Xiao San. I can't bear to see you get captured."
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