This was the contingency plan he had left behind to prevent Wang Dong'er from falling in love with another man while using his daughter's body.
He had never expected that, after all his careful plotting, someone else would end up reaping the benefits.
Who?
Who was it?
How dare someone snatch away the Child of Destiny who should have belonged to this God King? They had already earned their death.
Noticing something was wrong with Tang San, Xiao Wu asked with concern, "What's wrong, Third Brother? Did something happen?"
"Nothing, Xiao Wu. I just remembered I still have something to take care of. Anyway, Xiao Qi is safe now. Let's call it a day. I have something I need to deal with." Tang San's expression had returned to normal.
But that was only on the surface. Inside, he was already furious beyond measure.
At that moment, he already had a suspect in mind.
Dai Mubai.
He had suddenly remembered that the White Tiger Martial Soul also possessed light attributes.
And Dai Huabin was Dai Mubai's descendant.
With that, the most likely suspect was obvious.
If it wasn't Dai Mubai, then fine. But if it really was him—
If the bastard had entertained thoughts he shouldn't have, then Tang San could raise him to the position of God of War, and he could just as easily cast him down from his lofty perch.
"This... all right." Xiao Wu had always been a mere appendage, without a mind of her own. Seeing Tang San speak like that, she could only let go of his hand.
She let him leave.
At the same time, she couldn't help wondering who the rising star of Douluo Continent Tang San had mentioned was.
She had originally thought it was Huo Yuhao, who had received sacrifices from