The Great Wilderness, outside Stone Village.
The night breeze was cool, stirring the waist-high dead grass with a rustling sound.
In the dead grass, a pair of eyes stared fixedly at the charred Willow Tree at the village entrance, practically drooling.
"Hmph, putting on an act!"
Tang Hao shifted slightly, his gaze fixed on Jiang Chen's long-vanished back. He spat to the side.
"Ptooey! That pretty boy looks all proper and respectable, but he doesn't have even the slightest trace of Soul Power!"
"He even needs that little Daoist child to protect him when he walks!"
"Hmph! He's probably some spoiled young master from somewhere, or the son of some great family who came to the Great Wilderness to gild his reputation."
"Or maybe he's some smooth-talking con man who came here specifically to swindle these ignorant villagers."
Tang Hao viciously badmouthed Jiang Chen as he spoke.
After all, in Tang Hao's eyes, no matter what, the powerful people of this world shouldn't go around like that.
"The Willow Deity is a peerless beauty, a goddess from the heavens. How could she possibly fall for some empty pretty-boy with nothing but a handsome face?"
"Only me! Only I, Tang Hao!"
Tang Hao wiped his mouth, still smeared with slops, and declared with absolute confidence:
"Only a real man like me is worthy of her!"
"Just you wait. All of you, just wait! Once I've completely stabilized my cultivation, I'll trample every one of you blind villagers underfoot!"
"And then..."
At this, Tang Hao gave a lewd little laugh. As he chuckled, he stuck out his tongue and licked his greasy lips.
"Then I'll crush that pretty boy's face right in front of the Willow Deity!"
"Anyone who dares to fight the Clear Sky Douluo for a woman has only one