"Heh."
The King of Slaughter sneered coldly. "Go on! What did you come to see me for, calling me grandfather the moment you arrived?"
"I can responsibly tell you that in Slaughter City, people who want to be my grandsons could line up all the way from here to Spirit Hall. Whether you two are qualified is another matter entirely."
Tang Hao turned to look at Tang San. From just a few exchanges, he could tell that this King of Slaughter had nothing to do with his grandfather, Tang Chen.
God King Tang's expression turned grave. "Dad, all our hopes will depend on you in a moment."
"Mm."
Tang Hao nodded heavily.
Watching the three of them, the King of Slaughter felt a faint sense that something was wrong.
"Guards—"
Before he could finish speaking.
God King Tang instantly spread his arms and shouted:
"Revive, my grandfather!"
In an instant.
A cluster of pure power flew out from God King Tang's body and landed on the King of Slaughter.
"Ahh!!"
The King of Slaughter instantly let out a pained scream. His body tilted uncontrollably as two consciousnesses within him began to battle.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang and Tang Hao felt their hearts burst into flames.
Tang Hao:
Revive, my grandfather!
Yu Xiaogang:
Revive your grandfather's ass!
Bang.
God King Tang had exhausted himself and toppled headfirst to the ground, unconscious.
"Damn it."
"What did you do to our King?"
The black-veiled girl who had brought them here shouted furiously, "Guards, seize them! I'll make them wish they were dead!"
Several guards rushed into the hall at once. Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang were startled and hurriedly explained:
"Wait."
"Your King of Slaughter is my grandfather. He is Tang Chen, the founder of the Clear Sky Sect. I... I am Tang