Zero Frame Startup, Should I Leave?

Tang San looked at Xiao Tian and Xiao Wu, smiling again as he said, "Xiao Tian, Xiao Wu, sorry you had to see that. If you don't mind, stay at my house tonight. I'll show you around the village today."

Xiao Tian and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance, the same thought surfacing in both their minds.

Tang San sure changed his expression quickly, huh?

Just now, when facing Old Jack, he had been completely expressionless.

But when facing them, he instantly put on a smile.

After bidding Old Jack farewell, Tang San led the two of them around Holy Soul Village. Before long, he brought them to the Back Mountain.

Tang San smiled. "Ever since my martial soul awakened, I've been cultivating here on the Back Mountain. It's fairly open, and Blue Silver Grass is everywhere, so it's quite suitable for my cultivation."

What bullshit. You'd been cultivating on this Back Mountain since you could remember, hadn't you?

If Ah Yin could speak, her mind would definitely be full of questions.

Why was her son so mature at such a young age? And before his martial soul had even awakened, he had constantly been practicing something she could not understand at all—she only knew it looked somewhat like a Spirit Skill.

At that moment, Tang San suddenly turned to Xiao Wu and said, "Xiao Wu, I don't have any family left now. Can you be my little sister?"

Holy shit!

Zero Frame Startup.

Xiao Tian: ???

Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows: I only left—I'm not dead!

Tang Hao forcibly suppressed the urge to reveal himself and beat his son up.

Xiao Wu was also thoroughly stunned.

No, dude?

Which eye of yours saw that I desperately wanted you to be my big brother?

"No."

Xiao Wu came back to her senses and coldly spat out two words.

Xiao Tian sighed inwardly. Tang San had indeed been an assassin in his previous life—he would probably still have been a virgin when he died, right?

He had most likely never even touched a woman's hand. Was he really this dense?

No, that wasn't right. This could no longer be called dense—he simply had no emotional intelligence whatsoever.

Yet in the original story, Tang San's emotional intelligence had not actually been low.

Could it be that after merely a year of getting along, Tang San had fallen for Xiao Wu? Did love make people lose their minds?

I kind of feel like a third wheel here. Should I leave?

Seeing Xiao Wu ruthlessly reject Tang San, Xiao Tian kept a poker face on the surface while desperately holding back his laughter inside. It was hard to endure.

Hahahaha!

"Why? Xiao Wu, can you tell me the reason? Didn't you say you were alone too? Then it works out perfectly. My father is gone now as well. The two of us can try being brother and sister. Don't worry—if you become my little sister, whenever danger comes, I'll definitely stand in front of you."

Tang San had not expected to be rejected. Over the past year, the relationship between the three of them should have been quite good, right?

Well, according to Tang San himself.

Xiao Tian silently added, And then you can repay me properly with your Spirit Rings and Spirit Bones. Oh, right—Da Ming and Er Ming's Spirit Rings and Spirit Bones too.

Xiao Tian indulged in a little fantasy, directly supplying Tang San's next line. In his previous life, a blogger on some short-video website had made exactly this kind of altered version.

It had been so convincing that countless people had wondered whether the blogger had somehow seen the real original story.

There had not been the slightest sense of incongruity!

As everyone knew, when someone got along well with you, a large part of the reason was usually that you were their friend's friend, not their friend.

The reason Xiao Wu had been so peaceful around Tang San was that she felt that although Xiao Tian beat Tang San up like this every day, they had at least developed some feelings through fighting, right?

She and Xiao Tian were friends, and Xiao Tian and Tang San were friends, so she could also regard Tang San as a friend. That was roughly how it felt.

But that did not mean she truly considered Tang San a friend!

At the same time, Xiao Wu secretly glanced at Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian had once said that he was an orphan, adopted by an old village chief named Luke.

If their roles were reversed, and Xiao Tian wanted her to be his little sister, would she agree?

She could not really explain it herself. She only knew that she really liked the feeling of cultivating together with Xiao Tian.

Even now, when she thought of how every time she lost a sparring match to him, she had to be punished, that spot still faintly ached—yet there was also a strange sensation.

Seeing that Tang San was still asking why, Xiao Tian immediately tried to smooth things over.

"Tang San, aren't things fine the way they are now? We're all friends. Why do you insist on making Xiao Wu your little sister? Would there be some extra benefit if she became your little sister?"

Tang San's expression stiffened at once. In the end, he sighed and said, "No. It's just that my father suddenly isn't around anymore, so I was in a bad mood and said those things. Sorry."

Seeing his impromptu plan fail, Tang San felt somewhat dejected.

He had originally thought the plan had a seventy or eighty percent chance of succeeding, but Xiao Wu had rejected him so directly.

Xiao Tian: "Only seventy or eighty percent? Even ninety-eight percent would be no different from courting death!"

However, Tang San had also noticed that Xiao Wu's gaze had flickered toward Xiao Tian for a moment just now.

Tang San wondered whether it was because he was weaker than Xiao Tian. Women were naturally drawn to strength—perhaps that was simply a girl's nature.

Unless the other person truly had qualities that attracted you even more, making you willing to grow alongside them and stake your life together.

Although he had never dated in his previous life, as an assassin, he had seen and heard plenty about such matters and actually knew quite a bit.

Tang San felt extremely conflicted right now.

Over the past year, pressured by Xiao Tian, he had worked desperately hard.

Every day, aside from blacksmithing, he cultivated and sparred—a routine of three fixed points.

By now, his Soul Tool already contained several small concealed weapons, such as silver needles and Silent Sleeve Arrows.

Should he reveal them now and let Xiao Wu know that he was actually far stronger than Xiao Tian?

Whew...

"Xiao Tian, it's been about a week since we last sparred. How about we take advantage of this open space and have another match today?"

Tang San said to Xiao Tian with a smile.

He had made up his mind. So be it if he exposed them. By now, he could make all the concealed weapons within his current abilities. The next one would be the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, but he had yet to find suitable ore, so he could only set it aside for now.

He had also thought long and hard about exposing his concealed weapons. This world had no concept of concealed weapons.

If Xiao Tian truly had memories of a previous life like he did, and came from a martial arts world like his, then he would definitely recognize such weapons. Perhaps he might even blurt it out instinctively.

Even if he held it back, as long as there was the slightest abnormality, Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes would surely notice something amiss.

This was Tang San's test!

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