Tang San Got Slapped Again

Smack!

Before Tang San could flare up, another vicious slap landed on his other cheek.

Tang San whipped his head around and was shocked to discover that the one who had struck him was actually Ning Fengzhi!

"You—"

Tang San had just been about to demand an explanation.

Smack!

Ning Fengzhi raised his hand and slapped him again, with even more force than the previous two blows, directly reddening Tang San's cheek.

"Is your head clearer now?"

Ning Fengzhi stared sharply at Tang San and asked in a stern tone.

"I'm clearheaded!"

Tang San took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the rage in his heart.

Damn Ning Fengzhi, damn Xue Qinghe!

How dare they humiliate him, the future Sea God, like this? They truly had a death wish!

He would remember this debt!

"Since you're clearheaded, let's discuss business."

"We've said enough about Spirit Hall. What urgent matter did you have to discuss with me?"

"If there's nothing else, hurry back to the academy."

Ning Fengzhi's tone softened somewhat, though it had also lost something.

"I know where my great-grandfather, Tang Chen, is."

Tang San rubbed his burning cheek and slowly spoke.

"Oh, your great-grandfather is Tang Chen."

Ning Fengzhi responded absentmindedly at first, then seemed to suddenly recall something.

He abruptly raised his head and fixed Tang San with his eyes, urgently pressing for an answer.

"What did you say? Your great-grandfather is that Tang Chen who disappeared many years ago?"

Xue Qinghe, standing nearby, also instantly changed expression, his eyes filled with shock.

Tang Chen's name was renowned throughout the continent. If Tang San truly was Tang Chen's great-grandson, then this matter was far from simple!

"That's right. The Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao, is my father!"

Tang San slowly raised his left hand, and a pitch-black