Tang San, Your Dad is Gone!

"Teacher!" Tang San cried out in shock!

"I'll go find the Dean!" Zhang Tianyu quickly left Yu Xiaogang's office.

Truth be told, if he didn't leave now, he would burst out laughing on the spot!

After a series of emergency treatments, Yu Xiaogang finally slowly regained consciousness.

Looking at Tang San's exhausted appearance, Zhang Tianyu laughed even harder in his heart.

Tang Hao was truly the best assist.

Tang San was currently exhausted and in desperate need of rest.

Originally, Tang San would have delivered the food, let Yu Xiaogang eat and rest, and then returned to his dormitory to rest himself, and that would have been the end of it.

Now that Tang Hao had beaten Yu Xiaogang, worsening his injuries, it was equivalent to creating more trouble for Tang San; Tang San now had to drag his weary body here to take care of Yu Xiaogang.

Tsk tsk tsk, what a display of fatherly love and filial piety!

Leaving Yu Xiaogang's office, Zhang Tianyu felt refreshed and invigorated!

How to relieve one's worries? Only by sabotaging Yu Xiaogang!

A peaceful month passed by.

During this month, Zhang Tianyu remained as carefree as ever, spending his days attending classes, eating, and flirting with Xiao Wu.

But for Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, this month had been agonizing!

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhang Tianyu went to Martial Soul Hall together to complete their registration and collect their spirit master subsidies.

However, Tang San couldn't feel happy at all.

The first reason was naturally that the spirit ring's energy had dissipated while he was absorbing it.

The second was the loss of control over his spirit skill.

Especially after hearing the exclamation and questioning from Master Ma Xiunuo upon learning that the spirit ring Tang San had absorbed was actually from a Mandala Snake:

"A plant-type martial soul, yet it can absorb the spirit ring of an animal-type spirit beast?"

Tang San felt not a shred of joy or pride, only a heart full of worry.

It still came back to that point: no matter how strong a spirit skill was, if it couldn't be controlled, it was trash!

Yu Xiaogang had an even harder time this month!

Even while recovering from his injuries, he dragged his pained body to find the Dean to inquire about the "loss of control over the spirit skill."

But how would the Dean know?

The Dean even thought this guy was trying to write a thesis on "spirit skill loss of control," and stated that he had never heard of such a situation and was powerless to help.

Consequently, Yu Xiaogang acted as if he had gone mad. Ignoring the pain in his body, he spent every day incessantly scouring various documents and reaching out to any friends who might have even the slightest connection to ask for answers.

Of course, he also asked Flender.

But there was no valuable response from anyone.

At first, he was full of hope, believing that he would definitely find the cause, and as long as he found the cause, he could find a solution.

But after a month with nothing to show for it, he felt extremely pained and frustrated!

It also filled him with terror!

Because he didn't know when Tang Hao would come again.

If Tang Hao came and he still hadn't solved this problem, then Tang Hao might not just beat him up—he might kill him!

Because Tang Hao now believed that it was he who had ruined Tang San's first spirit skill!

"What to do? What to do? What on earth should I do?" Yu Xiaogang sat in front of his desk, clutching his hair tightly and muttering to himself.

His face was deathly pale, his pupils were somewhat unfocused, his beard was unkempt, and his eye sockets were dark, looking as if he were about to die right in front of you.

A knock sounded at the door.

"Who is it?"

Yu Xiaogang jumped up abruptly like a startled cat.

"Teacher, it's me."

Tang San's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in." Yu Xiaogang quickly adjusted his state.

"Teacher, have you still not found any relevant records?" Tang San asked.

Yu Xiaogang sighed deeply and shook his head.

Tang San was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Teacher, I have an idea."

"What?"

"I want to go to the playground and test my spirit skill," Tang San said. "Perhaps it was just an issue with my control at the time."

Yu Xiaogang fell silent.

How could there possibly be an issue with control for this thing?

Tang San continued, "Even if there is still a chance of it going out of control, I can take this opportunity to see just how high the probability is."

Yu Xiaogang stood up somewhat powerlessly. "Fine, let's go together."

Since there was no other way for now, it was better to just give it a try.

On the playground, Tang San used the skill time and again, and even after his spirit power was exhausted, the loss of control did not occur again.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes finally brightened a little.

"Let's stop here for today. Go back and get some good rest to recover your spirit power. We'll try again tomorrow."

"Alright, Teacher."

Just like that, another month passed. Tang San used the spirit skill incessantly, and it never went out of control again.

Yu Xiaogang mused, Could that loss of control really have been just an accident? Was it truly just because it was Tang San's first time using the spirit skill and he didn't know how to control it well?

Although he didn't know if that was the truth, at the very least, it was an explanation.

Yu Xiaogang made up his mind to continue searching for the cause in the days to come. If he truly couldn't find any other reason, he would tell Tang Hao this excuse when they met in the future.

If Tang Hao didn't accept it and insisted on killing him, then he would have no choice but to resign himself to his fate.

The days that followed finally returned to complete tranquility.

Soon, the vacation arrived as scheduled, and every student was excitedly packing their luggage, preparing to head home.

Only Xiao Wu looked less than happy, even appearing somewhat sad.

"Tianyu, Xiao Wu, do you have any plans for the vacation?" Tang San asked while packing his luggage.

After spending the semester together, the three of them had become very good friends.

Moreover, they had vaguely formed a love triangle.

Of course, This love triangle might not be the same as the one you are imagining, Because the protagonist of this love triangle was not Xiao Wu.

"I don't know," Zhang Tianyu said. "I'm the only one left in my family, so there's no point in going back."

In the setting, Zhang Tianyu was still an orphan. The Zhang Family had once been a clan whose inherited martial spirit was the sword, but they were later wiped out, leaving only Zhang Tianyu as the sole survivor.

Xiao Wu was stunned and said, "My situation is similar to Tianyu's..."

Tang San didn't ask further, only saying gently, "In that case, why don't you come with me to my home and hang out?"

"Can we go?" Xiao Wu asked, blinking her eyes.

"Of course. My father will definitely be very happy to see you coming back with me," Tang San said, a feeling of longing welling up in his heart.

Having been an orphan his entire previous life, he cherished having a father in this life quite a bit.

But your father is gone, isn't he? He's already left! Zhang Tianyu said to himself. And nobody knows where he went; it wasn't written in the book either.

"He planted Ah Yin somewhere," the system said at this moment, "so it's possible he went to 'grass' around."

Zhang Tianyu: ...

If that were truly the case, then it would be a real collapse of morality and a distortion of human nature.

"Tianyu, let's go, please~" Xiao Wu said, tugging on Zhang Tianyu's arm.

Watching the intimate movements of these two, Tang San felt a blockage in his heart.