"Who was it?! Who could have killed him?!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled as he asked instinctively, "Could it have been... Spirit Hall?!"
In his understanding, only Spirit Hall had enough motive and power to hunt down a supreme powerhouse who had once gravely wounded the Pope.
Yu Yuanzhen shook his head, then nodded. "There's no conclusive evidence pointing to anyone."
"But across the entire continent, those with the motive and strength to do something like this... there's a nine-in-ten chance Spirit Hall was involved.
"Even if they didn't act with their own hands, they must have been connected to it somehow."
Looking at his son, who seemed to have lost his soul, his tone grew more practical. "So, Xiao Gang, do you understand now?"
"If Tang Hao were still alive, given his reputation and strength, I wouldn't mind doing him an enormous favor by rescuing his son. That favor might prove useful someday."
"But... Tang Hao is already dead."
He left the rest unsaid, but his meaning couldn't have been clearer.
A dead Clear Sky Douluo was worthless.
His son, a young man who had yet to grow up, was even less worthy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect offending the Heaven Dou Empire on his behalf.
It wasn't a worthwhile bargain.
Yu Xiaogang stood rooted to the spot, feeling the world spin around him.
He had never imagined that Tang San's greatest backing and protection had already become useless six years ago!
Then everything he was doing now, all the plans he had made for Tang San, wouldn't that mean...
No!
He couldn't give up!
Tang San was still valuable!
Incredibly valuable!
After a brief moment of confusion and panic, Yu Xiaogang abruptly raised his head and spoke in a rush:
"Father! Even so, you must rescue Xiao