Tang Family Father and Son Reincarnate as a Three-Headed Dog

"Ah Yin, you are a clever woman; you should know what must be done, right?"

Feng Yan's actions were not driven by a desire for Ah Yin's body, but simply by a refusal to let Tang Hao and his son have an easy time.

"As long as you spare Hao-ge and Little San's lives, I will listen to everything you say, Xiao Feng..." Before she could finish, Ah Yin turned her face away, staring at Tang Hao with eyes full of reluctance.

"Ah Yin, you must not agree to him! I can finish eating all this Whale Rubber!"

Seeming afraid that Ah Yin would not believe him, Tang Hao picked up a smaller piece of Whale Rubber, shoved it into his mouth, and swallowed it with great difficulty.

Seeing his mother about to surrender herself, Tang San felt a surge of rage. "Feng Yan! My mother has never offended you! If you have the guts, come at my father! If I even frown, I'll count it as my loss!"

"Please, call me Fire Buddha!" Feng Yan did not indulge him; his figure vanished from where he stood, and a moment later, a heavy slap landed across Tang San's face.

"Little Scumbag, as a son, shouldn't you be following your mother's decision?"

"I can understand the Rat cursing me, but are you worried that I might become your stepfather?"

Stung by having his inner thoughts exposed, Tang San looked both ashamed and furious, unable to speak for a long while.

"Rest assured, I have no interest in being your daddy, Little Scumbag."

Feng Yan extended his right hand and slowly stroked the top of Tang San's head, feigning kindness. "Go to sleep, Little Scumbag. Once you wake up, everything will be fine."

Then, his tyrannical divine power erupted once more, sealing