The Tang Family Father and Son's Civil War

"This is tricky..."

Feng Yan could not think of a solution no matter how he looked at it. If Tang Hao were reincarnated as a male dog, it would be letting him off too easily, and for Tang San, it was the opposite.

"Forget it, let's just restore Tang Hao to his little brother."

In the end, Feng Yan decided to reincarnate Tang San as a female dog; after all, he couldn't let Little Scumbag get off easy.

Little San.

My apologies, but since you are so filial, you should agree to let Tang Hao regain his masculine form, right?

Having made up his mind, Feng Yan looked at the two Three-Headed Scarlet Demon Mastiff cubs on the ground.

"Little ones, you two are quite lucky to have ended up with such a shortsighted patriarch."

Feng Yan squatted down, gently stroking the male cub, then reached out to pat the middle head of the male cub.

The male dog squinted its eyes under his touch, all three heads rubbing against his palm while its tail wagged like a windmill.

The female dog watched coldly from the side, her expression filled with vigilance.

Feng Yan didn't say much, as he knew this was indeed unfair of him.

These two cubs had only been born a few years ago before being snatched by Scarlet King to serve as decoys for his own offspring.

"This three-headed dog, Scarlet King, really lost the watermelon to pick up a sesame seed." Feng Yan had no intention of letting these two cubs sacrifice themselves in vain.

He flipped his palm, and two extremely faint orbs of light slowly floated out from the bodies of the male and female dogs; those were their original souls.

Feng Yan looked at these two little things and put away the