Chapter 16

Others on the Douluo Continent might not know what a zombie was, but he knew perfectly well—those were existences that fed exclusively on human blood.

Tang San channeled his internal energy to its limit, twisting his body to break free from Jiang Chen's grasp before darting to his father's side in a few quick strides.

Jiang Chen was left speechless. Tang San was far too timid; he had only bared his teeth, was such a huge reaction really necessary?

But that kid's neck did seem rather fragrant. Jiang Chen couldn't help but gulp down a mouthful of saliva. Having never tasted human blood before, being that close to Tang San had triggered a lethal temptation; in his eyes, Tang San's neck had practically transformed into a succulent chicken leg.

He shook his head to suppress the urge and hurried to catch up with the father and son.

He had no idea why Tang Hao would suddenly invite him; it was highly irregular.

Could it be that Tang Hao has taken a liking to my peerless talent and wants Tang San to befriend me? Jiang Chen mused to himself.

As they passed the group of onlookers, the villagers fled in terror. They used to dare to come within five meters of Jiang Chen, but now, they wouldn't even venture within fifty.

"That Tang Hao is truly bold. Is he not afraid of death?"

"Exactly. I suppose we can't go to him for farm tools anymore."

"Mm, you're right. I'm going to tell my boy to stay away from Tang San, too."

Tang Hao walked toward their home, holding Tang San's hand in one and Jiang Chen's in the other.

Tang San kept turning his head, peering from behind his father's back at Jiang Chen on the other side. He was genuinely afraid that Jiang Chen might commit some foul act and harm Tang Hao.

He was already mentally calculating ways to treat corpse poison.

Although he had never encountered it in his past life, he had read a description of it in the Hundred Poisons Scripture.

For those afflicted with early-stage corpse poison, the symptoms were not severe, and sticky rice could be used as an antidote.

It's a good thing we still have some sticky rice at home. Tang San felt a slight sense of relief.

Upon arriving at Tang San's home, Tang Hao smiled and said, "Xiao Chen, right? Make yourself at home, don't be a stranger."

Jiang Chen sat down with a smile.

Tang Hao suddenly realized that he had invited Jiang Chen over without having anything to offer him.

"Ahem... Xiao San, come in here for a moment." Tang Hao said, walking into the inner room.

Tang San hurriedly followed him in. "Dad, is something the matter?"

Tang Hao made a shushing gesture and whispered, "You know how to catch fish, right?"

Tang San nodded, confused as to why his father would suddenly ask such a thing. Although he had never caught fish before and lacked experience, with his mastery of hidden weapons, catching such things would be as easy as flipping his hand.

"Ahem... you see, we have a guest, so go catch two fish for dinner." Tang Hao's weathered face actually flushed a little.

Tang San finally understood. He cast a strange look at his father, deeply puzzled; his father seemed like a completely different person today.

Despite his confusion, the feeling was actually quite nice. He had never seen his father look this happy before.

Perhaps I should thank Jiang Chen. Tang San thought to himself.