After Learning the Truth, Tang San Completely Collapsed

Before long.

Feng Yan held Tang Hao in his left hand and Tang San in his right, sighing as he felt a sense of utter boredom.

I am clearly in the middle of taking revenge, so why is there not even the slightest hint of pleasure in my heart?

Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer had certainly looked intimidating when it came crashing down just now, but when it struck him, it hadn't even managed to break through his protective divine power.

"You little brat Feng Yan, let go of me and Xiao San!" Tang Hao was still struggling fiercely, already regretting in his heart that he hadn't smashed this little brat Feng Yan to death with a single hammer blow back then.

"Since that is the case, I shall put you down..." As the words fell, Feng Yan casually tossed the pair of father and son onto the ground.

Tang Hao collapsed like a dog with a broken spine, struggling with difficulty on the floor as the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand dissipated...

In the end, Tang Hao, as a Divine Official, was simply too weak—so weak that he, the God of Fire, couldn't even muster a shred of interest.

Tang San was faring slightly better, though he merely lay on the ground, his face a mask of heartbreak, making no move at all.

Feng Yan began to ponder.

To say he didn't hate Tang Hao would be a lie; after all, one does not offend the Fire Buddha and expect to walk away unscathed.

It would be simple for Feng Yan to kill Tang Hao; he would only need to wave his hand, and in an instant, the Samadhi True Fire would incinerate the latter's divine body and soul...

Ah Yin, watching from the shadows as her husband