Tang San: Tang Hao, You Have Chosen to Court Death!
Tang San: Why!!!
Tang Hao was amused.
"You were the one who proposed severing all ties. What do you mean, why?"
"I'm your father. Isn't it only right for you to take care of me?"
"I asked you why!"
"Get up! Drink!"
Di yihong clicked his tongue in amazement.
"Fire God Ma Hongjun": Tang Hao really has some thick skin. What does he mean, taking care of him? Tang San seemed to have taken on all the household chores when he was barely one or two years old, didn't he?
"God of Emotion Huo Yuhao": What, are you pitying Little Wretch now?
"Fire God Ma Hongjun": Don't joke around! It was because of this guy that I failed my Fire God Divine Trial. Why would I pity him? I'm just calling it as I see it.
"Void God Zhu Zhuqing": Neither of them is any good anyway. Let them tear each other apart.
"Nine-Colored Ning Rongrong": The show is starting!
Tang Hao roughly yanked Tang San up and was about to shove the iron funnel into his mouth.
"Wait!" Tang San said unwillingly, "I haven't seen that note yet. What if Di yihong remembered wrong?"
Oh?
Still struggling on the brink of death?
Tang Hao looked at Di yihong, who waved a hand to indicate that Tang San should be allowed to see it.
Only then did Tang Hao let go.
Tang San hurried over to the paper ball he had tossed aside earlier. He opened it with trembling hands, then immediately fell into despair.
--496!
"No more doubts now, right?" Tang Hao pinched Tang San's chin. "Come on, open your mouth. It'll be quick!"
He was about to shove it in.
"Wait!"
Tang Hao turned around angrily. Who was