"Fake, it's all fake. How could I possibly become an Evil Soul Master?"
Tang San hurriedly tried to defend himself.
He couldn't admit it. Once he was branded an Evil Soul Master, he'd be hunted down from then on.
Most importantly, he'd lose all face.
Yu Xiaogang hurriedly stepped forward to explain.
"Xiao San, don't take it too seriously. That's another you. Even if he made mistakes, those are his affairs, not yours."
Only then did Tang San calm down.
That was right. What did another Tang San's affairs have to do with him?
Even if that other Tang San were hacked to pieces and reviled by everyone, he, Tang San, was still the protagonist, the future God King of Douluo Continent.
"Teacher is right. If we hadn't encountered another version of me, I would have personally killed him."
"No one should become an Evil Soul Master. Even if it were my own father, I'd still kill him."
His words sounded lofty and righteous.
But everyone inwardly scoffed. They didn't take Tang San's words seriously at all.
He was just making himself sound noble.
"Let's keep watching the Live Broadcast Room."
Yu Xiaogang changed the subject to avoid dragging Tang San into it again.
Only then did everyone look up at the Live Broadcast Room.
[One day, Tang San came to a village and absorbed a villager's life force, along with his blood. He immediately felt his bloodline growing stronger.]
[But Tang Hao discovered what he was doing. Tang Hao naturally knew about Evil Soul Masters.]
"Xiao San, how did you become an Evil Soul Master?"
Anger filled Tang Hao's eyes, but above all, he was incredulous.
Tang San had Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer as his Martial Souls. Neither had anything to do with Evil Soul