Tang San only knew his uncle, only knew the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear, and knew nothing about the Clear Sky Sect.
They were not familiar!
He was Tang San, prince of the Blue Silver Forest. If he was going to acknowledge his roots, he would acknowledge his uncle.
What the hell was the Clear Sky Sect, some stray thing by the roadside?
Get lost.
Rumble!!
Tang Hao felt as if the sky had collapsed. He was completely dumbfounded.
Moreover, he felt an unprecedented sense of panic this time, because the move of having Tang San return to his roots had failed!
Tang Hao knew all too well how traditional Tang San was. What did it mean when someone so traditional refused to acknowledge his roots?
It meant Tang San did not recognize his father's identity or the Clear Sky Sect as his clan at all!
"Xiao San..."
Tang Hao's throat went dry.
He had originally wanted to poach Tang San while he had returned alone, but Tang San had given him an answer that plunged him into despair.
"Father, rest assured. You and Mother were opposed by the entire world for being together, but from now on, your son will stand up for you and Mother!"
Tang San helped Tang Hao to his feet. Though his attitude was sincere, there was an indescribable politeness and distance to it.
He still acknowledged this father. He would help Tang Hao return to his roots, and he would stand with his parents. That was a son's duty.
As for anything else, Tang Hao should not think too much about it.
He was not worthy, all right?
Tang Hao only needed to treat him by the same standard he had used when Tang San was little.
"Fine."
Tang Hao nodded bitterly, unable to feel