The End of Their First Meeting

Tang Liu's expression did not change. "What happened to my father isn't important. What matters is what happened to your father."

Qian Renxue could not help saying, "Wasn't my father killed because of your father?"

Tang Liu smiled faintly. "After that battle, more than seventy percent of my father's meridians were clogged, all five of his vital organs were displaced, and he had countless major and minor injuries. But because he was a Title Douluo, even dragging around a body like that, he was still alive and well.

"How long had your father been a Title Douluo before mine? Not to mention that back then, three Title Douluo, along with dozens of Soul Douluo and Soul Saints, had surrounded and attacked my father together. Even if he had a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, in that situation, two fists could hardly fight four hands. He barely escaped with his life.

"Even if your father had been more seriously injured, how could a Title Douluo die so easily? You may think it was because of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bones, but I can tell you clearly that while a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring did improve a Soul Master's physique, it was nowhere near as powerful as you imagined. It could not compare to the boost a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone gave to one's body. Yet your father had already absorbed at least three pieces of Angel Divine Outfit, each with an age of ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine years. Do you dare say the enhancement from those three Soul Bones was inferior to a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone?"

At this point, he paused, then looked at Qian Renxue meaningfully. "Why don't you consider whether someone else might have been responsible for your father's death?"

Qian Renxue was greatly surprised