Mother's Love Like a Mountain, Iron Palm Unfeeling!

Tang Xiao's shrill cry tore through the street's tranquility.

Inside the restaurant, everyone at the Spirit Hall table had been eagerly enjoying the show. At the cry, they instinctively turned to look, then all froze.

Tang Xiao?

This man was all too familiar to these Spirit Hall powerhouses.

The Clear Sky Sect's sect master!

Golden Crocodile Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly and instinctively shifted his gaze from Tang Xiao back to the youth engulfed in boundless killing intent.

His surname was Tang?

Tang Xiao brought him here?

He came here looking for his mother?

An absurd yet utterly plausible thought exploded in the minds of every Spirit Hall higher-up.

An exceptionally vivid expression appeared on Chrysanthemum Douluo's bewitching face. Covering his mouth with an orchid finger gesture, he let out an exaggerated gasp.

"Oh my, could this be... that useless Tang Hao's son?"

The moment those words came out, everyone from the Worship Hall, Ghost Douluo included, burst into amusement.

Their expressions were a spectacular mix.

There was astonishment, realization, but above all, undisguised delight at another's misfortune.

Demon Bear Douluo even spat out the wine he had just drunk with a "Pfft," then erupted into a wild, barbell-like laugh.

"HAHAHAHA! Tang Hao's son? Is this kid an idiot or something?"

Thousand Might Douluo, meanwhile, struck right at the heart of it.

"He found the wrong person to call Mom. Now, he's probably going to die at this 'mother's' hands."

In that instant.

Every member of Spirit Hall was screaming the same words in their hearts.

Kill him!

Quick! Kill that little bastard from the Clear Sky Sect!

Outside.

Tang Xiao was frantic. Pushing his speed to the limit, he shot forward in a blur.

But he was still too late.

Just as Tang San's legs went weak and