Right in the grand hall—how disgraceful, how brazen!
"Howling Celestial Dog, what are you doing?"
Yin Chuan used Sound Transmission.
"Marking my territory."
"Don't worry, Master. I've left my mark."
"This whole place is ours now!"
Howling Celestial Dog spoke as though it were only natural.
He even looked as if he were waiting for praise and a reward, like some great hero.
"What the hell!"
Thinking like a dog, that actually seemed perfectly reasonable.
"All right, come back for now."
Speechless, Yin Chuan recalled Howling Celestial Dog, then sat down to guard Tang San himself.
At the morning court session,
with a new emperor on the throne, all sorts of miscellaneous duties needed handing over and interests needed negotiating. There was plenty to do. The ministers bustled about, their voices filling the grand hall.
Tang San, meanwhile, shut out the world and quietly absorbed his soul bone in a corner of the hall.
Uncle was here!
Nothing could go wrong!
No one offered a more dependable sense of security than his uncle.
This external soul bone is actually a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!
Uncle treats me so well!
Tang San was moved to tears.
He never questioned his uncle's decisions. Told to absorb a soul bone, he had done exactly that.
But he hadn't known it was this precious!
A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!
And an external soul bone, which didn't even occupy a soul bone slot!
Had Tang San known it was such a treasure, he would never have absorbed it. He would have insisted his uncle take it!
Who could ever have too many external soul bones?
For anyone, the more, the better.
Yet his uncle had given it to him!
Tang San felt ashamed even as he absorbed it!
He had taken so much