Tang Wutong? No! Feng Wulin

"Ah Yin, let's go."

With Ah Yin's help, Feng Yan dressed and slowly walked ashore, then headed towards the exit without looking back.

Ah Yin naturally followed closely behind...

"I almost forgot about you guys."

Feng Yan stopped, turned his head to look at the two three-headed dogs, and called out:

"Xiao San, Haozi, you two come here right now."

"Be good... sucking, sucking..."

At the same time, Feng Yan beckoned to them with his finger, making the sounds of calling dogs, his smile ambiguous, whether he was genuinely calling his pets or deliberately trying to annoy them.

Tang Hao couldn't hold back any longer. If he weren't in dog form, he probably would have already smashed it with a hammer.

The way it called out "Zuo zuo zuo" reminded it of ten thousand years ago, when it was still in the decline of Holy Soul Village, and how Old Wang next door called his dog.

He, the mighty Clear Sky Douluo, is now being greeted with a gesture like calling a dog!

Most importantly!

Ah Yin was still standing there watching!!!

"Feng Yan, if I get through this today, you'll be my grandfather, and I, Tang Hao, will be your great-grandson!"

Feng Yan was somewhat unimpressed by Tang Hao's barking.

Grandpa?

He had no interest in competing with Tang Chen for such a fine grandson.

Wrong?

Tang Chen's eldest grandson is Tang Xiao, and his second grandson seems to be Tang Hao!

OK!

Feng Yan never expected that Tang Hao, such a rough and uncultured man, would actually play word games and try to claim a grandfather for his older brother.

If he hadn't realized what was happening, he probably would have been fooled by Tang Hao.

Feng Yan has really over-interpreted it...

Tang Hao hadn't considered that at all; when he said that, his brain and mouth didn't go through any thought process whatsoever...

It's commonly known as speaking without thinking.

However, this does not prevent Feng Yan from increasing Tang Hao's strength in the future.

Tang San glanced at Tang Hao, then at Feng Yan's still twitching finger, and sighed inwardly.

It knows Feng Yan too well... it's a true man of its word.

So Tang San started walking slowly towards Feng Yan, his posture neither humble nor resistant.

"You're the more sensible one, Xiao San."

Feng Yan raised an eyebrow, squatted down, and tried to reach out to touch Tang San's dog head in the middle, but Tang San dodged him by turning to the side.

He immediately became unhappy.

This Little Scumbag is utterly incorrigible!

If it weren't for Ah Yin being there, Feng Yan would definitely have arranged for it to have a fencing duel with Tang Hao at the "Forbidden City Summit".

But...

Ah Yin was right.

Everyone has a first time, even Little Scumbag.

Feng Yan smiled maliciously and stretched out his hand again, intending to give Tang San one last chance.

His movements were a little slower than before; he hovered directly above Tang San's middle head, instead of falling directly down.

"My Xiao San, I'm giving you one more chance. Will you choose to be a good dog, or...?"

Upon seeing this, Tang San felt a cold sweat pour down his back; he knew Feng Yan all too well.

While it's true that past mistakes will be forgiven, there's no promise of never repeating them.

If Feng Yan touches me today, what will happen in the future?

But if he refused... the worst that could happen was death, but Tang San suddenly didn't want to die anymore.

Its anticipation has been aroused, and now it desperately wants to see Tang Wutong... and the scene of its beloved son Tang Wulin's birth.

Just as Tang San resignedly took a step forward and deliberately stuck out his dog head...

Feng Yan suddenly withdrew his hand, letting out a cold laugh, "Looks like you've chosen to be a bad dog. In that case..."

Tang San was startled by this reversal; he hadn't expected Feng Yan to be so inhuman.

It had already been so proactive, practically rolling over on its back, but Feng Yan was still unhappy!

Tang San closed his eyes and waited for a long time, but Feng Yan did not make any move. Just as he was wondering, Feng Yan's voice came again, but it didn't sound like it was being spoken to him.

"Ah Yin, these two and Three-Headed Scarlet Demon Mastiff cubs are gifts I prepared for Wutong, but they're not cooperating. What should I do?"

After hearing Feng Yan's words, Ah Yin looked at Tang San and Tang Hao, the two cubs, and her disappointment was evident.

"If that's the case, then let's just forget about it. That male dog named Haozi is too fierce; it wouldn't be good if it bit Xiao Qi..."

As she spoke, she looked down at the light-colored female dog, her gaze softening, and gently stroked Tang San's head.

This time, Tang San didn't dodge. He quietly squatted down and let his mother stroke him.

"However, I think this female dog, Xiao San, is quite well-behaved; she should have a lot of fun playing with Xiao Qi." Ah Yin looked up at Feng Yan, her tone carrying a hint of sincerity.

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao blushed again. What did he mean by its fierce temperament, that it would bite his own granddaughter?

At that moment, it even forgot the vow it had just made.

What devastated him even more was that Ah Yin's gaze towards him held a hint of disdain, while her gaze towards Tang San was full of tenderness.

Envy.

Tang Hao was immediately jealous!

Why should this little brat get to spend time with his granddaughter?

However, because of his fierceness, he was denied the right to visit his granddaughter!

"Woof, woof... woof woof woof... (Ah Yin, you have to believe me, I would never bite Xiao Qi is the granddaughter I love the most in my life...)"

Hearing Tang Hao's excited and urgent barking, Ah Yin was startled again and instinctively shielded Tang San in front of her.

Tang Hao: Ah Yin! My beloved! Why are you backing away?

Feng Yan revealed a triumphant smile. "Ah Yin, since that's the case, then we'll skip the Haozi and just have Xiao San and the dog follow along."

As he spoke, Feng Yan took the lead and walked towards the exit, his smile widening.

His strategy of praising Hao while belittling him, and sowing discord to win his heart, allowed him to control the entire situation.

Next, Tang Hao will likely have to prepare to face rejection from his beloved and beatings from his own father amidst the huge disappointment.

"Hehehehe..."

After Ah Yin followed, Tang San hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step and followed.

It was currently overwhelmed with joy at seeing its daughter and son, and had no time to think about anything else...

The two people and the dog had already left, leaving only Tang Haozi behind.

"You little bastard, you've already chosen your own death!"

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily. Without thinking twice, he immediately created distance and secretly followed.

On the other side.

The current Clear Sky Sect should perhaps be more appropriately called Clear Sky Fortress.

The third level of Clear Sky Fortress is where the sect leader and deputy sect leader reside.

But ever since Niu Tian and Tai Tan were sent out by Feng Yan on a mission, only Xiao Wu and Tang Wutong have been living alone on this floor.

"Mom, I feel it, my little brother is kicking me."

Tang Wutong lay on Xiao Wu's belly, her pink face pressed against Xiao Wu's gradually swelling abdomen, her big eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

"You're only six months old. Xiao Qi, you kicked me around this age too." Xiao Wu gently stroked her daughter's blue and pink hair, her tone filled with a touch of helpless affection.

"Wutong, I'm back."

Feng Yan pushed open the door and entered, followed by Ah Yin and a three-headed female dog.

"Dad!" Tang Wutong jumped up from Xiao Wu's arms and immediately rushed towards Feng Yan.

Feng Yan held Tang Wutong in his arms and asked softly, "Wutong, have you been working hard at your cultivation? It's best if you have, but it's okay if you haven't. Just be happy."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wutong was initially a little embarrassed, but quickly changed the subject. "Dad, my little brother is about to be born. What will his name be? Can you tell Wutong?"

After a moment's thought, Feng Yan replied, "Let's call him Feng Wulin."

Tang Wutong asked in confusion, "Huh? My surname is Tang, so why is my brother's surname Feng?"

Feng Yan patted her head and smiled, "Because you were originally going to have the surname Feng, but it's not too late to change it now..."