Liu Erlong hesitated for a moment. Seeing Yu Xiaogang's grave expression, she finally nodded.
"Xiao Wu, wait here for me for a moment."
With that, Liu Erlong followed Waste Gang to the stairwell.
"He is Tang Hao's son, Tang San!" Yu Xiaogang stopped concealing it and told Liu Erlong directly.
"What?!"
"Yu Xiaogang, are you joking?"
"That disgusting, foul-smelling ugly freak is Tang Hao's son?"
Liu Erlong was dumbfounded. As far as she knew, Tang Hao was not ugly. How had he produced such an ugly son who had inherited none of his looks?
"Cousin, you didn't know? Tang Hao's wife was incredibly ugly. This had spread long ago."
"Tang San looks at least eighty percent like that woman and only twenty percent like Tang Hao."
Yu Xiaogang explained it briefly. Everyone among the upper ranks knew about this; his father had told him about it back then.
That sight had simply been unbearable to look at.
Although Liu Erlong had never met Tang Hao, she had heard the rumors. Are you sure it was twenty percent and not zero percent?
The more she looked at this ugly freak, the more something felt off.
"Are you sure?" Liu Erlong asked again.
"Of course. He has Twin Martial Souls. How could I not be sure?"
"If you don't believe me, go ask him yourself."
Yu Xiaogang spoke up.
Liu Erlong nodded and returned to Xiao Wu's side.
"Are you all right?" Liu Erlong asked again.
"I'm fine, Master. He's just a little disgusting. Can't we throw this guy out?" Xiao Wu said disdainfully, covering her nose.
"No. He is my disciple," Waste Gang interjected.
"Your disciple? Even a level-twelve piece of trash takes disciples now?"
"You really are master and disciple—one piece of trash and one ugly freak!"
"What a perfect