Silence—that was Douluo Continent tonight.
When Tang San, wearing that newly reshaped, devastatingly handsome face, proudly announced his brand-new name, "Jiang Chuan," even the ever-composed Jiang Li rarely found himself at a loss for words.
"Xiao San... no, Xiao Chuan... you..."
Seeing the stunned expression on his father's face, Tang San could not suppress the smile at the corner of his lips.
He stepped forward, his eyes full of dependence and happiness, his tone carrying undisguised intimacy.
"Father, if you're not used to it, you can still call me Xiao San in private, just like before."
To Tang San, cutting away the Clear Sky Sect bloodline and taking the great Jiang surname represented a complete severing of ties between this body and Tang Hao, that biological father of his.
But the name "Tang San," aside from having been given to him by Tang Hao, who was evil by nature and filthy by bloodline, also carried his final attachment and longing for the Bashu Tang Sect from his previous life.
That was why he had taken a step back. Calling him Jiang Chuan in public meant acknowledging his ancestry and returning to his roots; calling him Tang San was preserving his bottom line.
"Alright..."
Jiang Li steadied his complicated emotions, raised a hand to ruffle Tang San's hair, and gradually turned serious.
"Xiao San, there's something I need to make clear to you first.
"Though I have now stepped into the divine realm as well, when I accepted the inheritance of the twin gods, the Destruction God King specifically warned me about something.
"In the coming chaos, if you take the opportunity to harvest the faith of the entire continent, there is a great chance you can forcefully elevate your Sea God divine position to the level of a God King!"