The air went still for a moment.
Ma Hongjun was the first to recover from the shock. He dropped onto the floor and stared up at Tang San, his lips trembling for ages before he managed to speak. "Third Brother... y-you... you were reincarnated? In your last life, you belonged to some... some kind of sect?"
"The Tang Sect," Tang San said.
"What kind of sect is that? Is it even stronger than the Clear Sky Sect?"
"No. The Tang Sect was known for hidden weapons and poisons. It was nothing like the Clear Sky Sect. We had no Martial Souls or Soul Rings. We cultivated internal energy and practiced techniques."
"So Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and Mysterious Jade Hand—you learned those in your past life?" Oscar leaned closer, eyes wide. "You didn't create them yourself? You brought them here from another world?"
Tang San nodded.
Dai Mubai leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. After a long silence, he finally spoke. "So you knew how to cultivate from the time you were little. Your father must have noticed long ago, right?"
"If my father really is a Titled Douluo, he probably noticed something long ago. But he never asked me, so he didn't know I'd been reincarnated!"
Tang San fell silent for a moment, then spoke with a conflicted expression.
He was beginning to understand why Tang Hao had barely paid him any attention when he was young.
Tang Hao had suspected him.
And Tang San knew that once the answer was announced, Tang Hao would learn the truth too.
Zhu Zhuqing had stood by the door without saying a word. Now she spoke softly. "Did your previous world really have no Martial Souls?"
"No." Tang San shook his head. "People there cultivated internal energy and practiced techniques.