Xue Bingchen smiled faintly, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.
"Since he's here, your master naturally has to stay behind and properly teach that irresponsible scoundrel of a father a lesson."
"Once I've beaten him into submission, I'll return to Notting Academy to find you all.
Then, your master will take you to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and let your mother recover quickly."
"Teach... Tang Hao a lesson?!"
Tang San sucked in a sharp breath, completely dumbfounded.
Master was going to fight a Title Douluo?!
And from Master's tone, it sounded as effortless as teaching an unruly little thug a lesson?!
Still, shocked as he was,
Tang San felt strangely unconcerned for Xue Bingchen's safety.
Because his trust in Xue Bingchen had reached an almost fanatical, blind level!
"Since Master dared to volunteer to stay behind and cover our retreat, that means he must be absolutely certain!"
"What kind of unfathomable expert is Master? If he said he could teach Tang Hao a lesson, then he could definitely win! He would never lose!"
With that thought, Tang San no longer hesitated.
He knew that staying here would not only be useless, but would also become a burden to his master.
"Master! Please take care! This disciple will await your triumphant return at Notting Academy!"
Tang San solemnly clasped his fists toward Xue Bingchen.
Then, he quickly took out the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch and carefully stored his mother Ah Yin's true body, along with the surrounding soil, inside it.
"Xiao Wu, let's go!"
Tang San took Xiao Wu's hand and, following Xue Bingchen's directions, swiftly entered a hidden passage deep within the cave without looking back.
Meanwhile,
outside the cave, behind the curtain of the waterfall,
a tall man dressed in ragged black robes, reeking