Tang San had thin skin.
Ji Fengyu had blown his ultimate right out of him with a basic attack.
But now, all he could do was play dead.
Ji Fengyu was too strange and mysterious. He could not see through him and did not dare act rashly.
"Original body, oh, original body."
"With you gone, even the Douluo Continent no longer bears the Tang name."
Tang San's Divine Sense sighed.
If the original body were here,
would he need to worry over such a trivial matter?
The Douluo Continent had been the Tang Family's backyard, yet now it had become the Dragon Clan's territory.
It felt as though someone else had defiled something he possessed exclusively.
Tang San was certainly unwilling to accept it.
If not for the fact that his son, Tang Wulin, had also become a beneficiary of this reshuffling and part of the new ruling class,
he would absolutely have obstructed Ji Fengyu!
But now...
"Let's take it one step at a time. I only hope Ji Fengyu treats Wulin well."
Tang San's Divine Sense sighed again.
"You'll find out when the time comes."
What Ji Fengyu meant was not the final exams, but the day Tang Wulin learned of his origins.
"Fine."
Tang Wulin was optimistic and cheerful, someone unwilling to overthink things. Though he was curious, he did not dwell on it.
"By the way, Brother Ji, I have some forging questions I'd like to ask you about."
"And the final exams are coming up soon."
"We need to finish forging Gu Yue's Battle Armor quickly. Once Gu Yue has Battle Armor, our final exam performance should be even better."
Forging was Tang Wulin and Ji Fengyu's private space.
They were both Level 5 blacksmiths and could just happen to exchange insights, so Tang