Tang San: My Wife's Soul Ring Is Gone

Tang San took the slap, and his face burned with pain!

But his heart hurt even more!

He was the future God of Dual Unity!

Yet he had been slapped twice!

Yu Xiaogang was his godfather, so that slap could barely be excused.

But who the hell was Ning Fengzhi?

Hadn't he merely invested in him a few times?

Damn it, you have earned your death!

Tang San lowered his head, his eyes roiling with unquenchable hatred.

Unfortunately, the situation was stronger than the man!

Not only was Ning Fengzhi a Soul Saint, but Sword Douluo had also locked onto him.

The slightest unusual movement from him, and he would immediately be turned into a puddle of flesh.

All his rage, resentment, and humiliation could only be forcibly swallowed back down!

Yet the hatred in Tang San's heart grew wildly like weeds.

"Rabbit, let's go."

Seeing Tang San's bedraggled state, the disdain at the corners of Ye Muyun's lips deepened.

Xiao Wu looked back at Tang San one last time, her eyes filled with guilt, helplessness, and reluctance.

A thousand words clogged her throat, but in the end, they became nothing more than a silent sigh.

Watching Xiao Wu's figure, Tang San's heart hurt so badly he could barely breathe.

What kind of hellish place was this?!

The script clearly wasn't supposed to go like this!

How had someone stolen his wife's soul ring?

"Come back with me!"

Ning Fengzhi's face was grim as he forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart.

He never should have let Ning Rongrong attend that Slime Academy. It was simply a bottomless pit that could never be filled!

In just a few days, Rongrong had squandered a full hundred million gold coins, and even several treasured soul bones had been lost through her antics.