Deception

Chen Yu calmly retracted his wings, landed steadily on the ground, and met Tang San's icy gaze without a ripple.

Heaven knew that since arriving at Nuoding Academy, aside from bringing an extra set of bedding and refusing to let Xiao Wu share his bed, he had never once taken the initiative to provoke Tang San.

Since Tang San had stepped forward, it would be somewhat unreasonable not to give him a big gift.

"Ahem!"

"Tang San, how was I being excessive?"

"What did your master coughing up blood have to do with me? I came here today to thank him."

"I already explained the whole sequence of events very clearly, and I even specifically pointed out the flaws in your master's Martial Soul Theory at the end."

"This is in public. I never laid a hand on him. If something happens to your master, it has nothing to do with me."

"The teachers and students here are all witnesses. Don't even think about falsely accusing me."

Tang San's mouth twitched, while the surrounding teachers and students stared speechlessly at Chen Yu. Listen to that—were those even human words?

Right, he had not used his hands, but he had used his mouth.

"As my teacher's disciple, I cannot stand by and do nothing."

"We are both Soul Grandmasters and can spar fairly. If I win, you will apologize to my teacher and let him study your Martial Soul. If I lose, we will let this matter end here and pursue it no further."

Tang San spoke with a solemn expression, but the clacking of his abacus was practically reaching the heavens.

The surrounding teachers all gave Tang San strange looks. Things had already reached this point, yet he still wanted to study Chen Yu's Martial Soul. Was he really after Chen Yu's method for absorbing Spirit Rings beyond his limit?

Chen Yu could not help laughing. That abacus was clicking loudly indeed.

"No. Fighting you would bring me no benefit and might only leave me covered in trouble." Chen Yu spread his hands.

But Tang San clearly was not willing to give up so easily. "No. My teacher coughed up blood because of you. This cannot be let go so lightly."

Hooked.

A barely noticeable curve appeared at the corner of Chen Yu's mouth. Then, pretending to be impatient, he said loudly, "Are you done being annoying? I already said I'm not fighting you."

"Not fighting you does not mean I'm afraid of you. It's because I don't want to bully someone younger than me."

"My master and your great-grandfather are friends. By seniority, I'm from your grandfather's generation."

Keep blowing. Blow as hard as possible.

Tang Chen would not show himself anyway, and his own master was fictional. No one could verify it.

"Shut up. Stop spouting nonsense here."

Tang San's face darkened. Daring to take advantage of me—you have brought death upon yourself.

But Chen Yu had no intention of stopping. Since he had already spun such a lie, he had to throw in something true to wrap it up.

"I'm not talking nonsense."

"Your father, Tang Hao, is the Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect. He should have been protecting you in secret all along. Maybe he's watching from some corner right now."

"Your father's grandfather, Tang Chen, and my master are friends. By seniority, I really am from your grandfather's generation."

"Still, we're the same age, so forget about seniority. We'll each address things our own way."

"You do not need to doubt what I said. Your father is the best witness."

"Besides, you are Yu Xiaogang's disciple. The major powers must have investigated you. The fact that you, Tang San, are the son of Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao is definitely no secret."

"Perhaps your teacher knows something too. Once he wakes up, just ask him yourself whether your father is the Clear Sky Douluo."

After saying that, Chen Yu fell silent, though his eyes casually glanced toward a certain spot.

A powerful aura had flashed there just moments ago before vanishing. It should have been Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao.

Xiao Wu, who had originally been watching the show from the crowd, was now trembling all over, her mind buzzing.

Tang San was the Clear Sky Douluo's son? The Clear Sky Douluo had been protecting Tang San in secret?

Had she already been exposed?

What should she do? What could she do?

She wanted to lift her feet and run away, to flee back to Star Dou Forest.

But her feet seemed filled with lead, heavy as Qian Jun, and she could not move them no matter how hard she tried.

After hearing Chen Yu's words, Tang San's expression shifted unpredictably as his hands unconsciously clenched into fists. Was his father truly the Clear Sky Douluo? Why had he never told him?

As Chen Yu prepared to leave, his eyes turned, and he said, "Tang San, I'm heading back to Dorm Seven. Why don't you come with me? Maybe your father will come looking for me."

Then he looked at Nuoding Academy's headmaster. "Headmaster, if Tang San comes back to Dorm Seven with me, please have someone take the Grandmaster back to his room."

Nuoding Academy's headmaster nodded repeatedly. "All right. Student Chen and Student Tang, go ahead. I'll handle things here."

After making the arrangements, Chen Yu turned and headed toward Dorm Seven.

Tang San, behind him, hesitated in place for quite some time before also heading toward Dorm Seven.

Tang Hao, hidden in the shadows, frowned, seemingly debating whether or not to meet Tang San.

Then he glanced at the trembling Xiao Wu and vanished in an instant.

After returning to Dorm Seven, Chen Yu began tidying his bed.

Having been away for several months, a layer of dust had settled over the bedding. Chen Yu took out a fresh set of bedding from the wardrobe and replaced it.

"Dad, you really came."

Tang San's delighted voice rang out. Chen Yu, who was making the bed, turned to look.

A tall and burly man stood there, but his clothes were ragged, and he wore damaged leather clothing and boots.

So this was Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao? Chen Yu shook his head inwardly.

"Does your master know where my grandfather went?" Tang Hao asked directly.

"You don't suspect that I'm lying?"

Chen Yu was somewhat baffled. Did Tang Hao trust people this easily?

"There is no need. No one has mentioned my grandfather's deeds for many years. At your age, it would have been impossible for you to know about him. The only explanation is that someone told you."

Tang Hao's tone was certain, but he did not know that people who had transmigrated existed in this world.

Chen Yu raised a thumb. "Impressive. As expected of the Clear Sky Douluo."

Since Tang Hao could think that way, once today's events spread, those major powers would probably think the same. That would save him a great deal of trouble; he would not need to come up with excuses anymore.

"My master does not know where your grandfather went, but he knows what your grandfather went to do."

"What was it?"

"Become a god."

"Does your master truly not know where my grandfather went?" Tang Hao still refused to give up and continued asking.

"Isn't that obvious?"

"That was becoming a god. If you knew how to become a god, would you tell anyone else?"

"In order to become a god, even fathers and sons might turn against each other."

"Your grandfather did not even tell the people of your Clear Sky Sect. Do you think he would tell an outsider?"

That was right! It was the path to becoming a god. The sect's records only stated that Grandfather had gone to seek that path; they did not record where he had gone.

"Thank you. We'll leave now."

With that, he prepared to take Tang San away.

"Wait."

"Since you're here, let's make things clear. You saw what happened at the academy just now."

"It was your son who kept pressing me, which was why I revealed his background. You, Tang Hao, should have quite a few enemies. If something happens to your son, don't blame me."

Tang Hao and Tang San's mouths twitched. What should we do if we really want to hit him?

Tang Hao said nothing. He merely snorted coldly and pulled Tang San away.

Watching the two leave, Chen Yu chuckled.

On a sudden whim today, he had given himself an enormous boost in seniority.

From now on, he was part of Tang San's grandfather's generation.