Tang San Runs into a Gun Muzzle, Wrongfully Imprisoned [Seeking Collection, Seeking Follow-up Reads]

Su Ling wiped his face once more, straightened his appearance, and only then walked to the entryway to open the door.

Creak.

Looking out as the door opened, everything was clear at a glance.

Huo Yuhao was arguing with a "young man" with short, powder-blue hair. The two of them clearly couldn't stand each other and were just about to head downstairs to settle things with a fight.

The sound of the door opening drew both their attention.

"Eh? Big Brother Su Ling!"

Huo Yuhao's footsteps faltered, the angry expression on his face instantly shifting to joy as he spoke with excitement.

"Do you live here too??"

Ding, SS-rank Goddess Wang Dong'er detected. Current favorability is 0. Please increase to 20 to initiate binding.

Wang Dong looked toward Su Ling as well. With just a single glance, he was momentarily stunned by the other man's looks (which, of course, didn't even reach one ten-thousandth of the readers' handsome faces).

There is actually someone in this world more handsome than me!

Wang Dong'er favorability +5, obtained 50 conquest points.

Su Ling gave a slight nod, then walked up to the two of them and asked a question he already knew the answer to.

"What is going on here?"

"Hmph, this guy is just an arrogant jerk! He just..."

Huo Yuhao glared at Wang Dong, his tone indignant.

With Su Ling by his side, he felt as if he had found a pillar of support and began to recount the other's overbearing misdeeds.

"Heh, idiot."

Wang Dong gave a disdainful huff, then turned his head to size up Su Ling at close range.

Handsome! And it's a kind of handsome that is both melancholic and untamed!

His temperament is like Uncle Dai in the God Realm, but with more upright righteousness than Uncle Dai.

Hearing Wang Dong call him an idiot right in front of his Big Brother Su Ling, Huo Yuhao immediately lost his temper.

"Bastard! Who are you calling an idiot!?"

Hearing this, Wang Dong withdrew his gaze and shrugged.

"Whoever answers is the idiot."

"You!"

Huo Yuhao's anger burned, but after struggling for a long time to think of an insult, he could only point at Wang Dong and roar.

"You're the idiot! Your whole family is full of idiots!"

Well said!

Su Ling silently gave Huo Yuhao a thumbs-up.

Meanwhile.

The God Realm.

Tang San, who was in the middle of creating Tang Wulin with the Asura Scabbard, suddenly sneezed.

This was no small matter; Tang San couldn't suppress it and gave a direct shudder.

"Third Brother... have you not been resting well these past few days?"

Xiao Wu was understanding, but the resentment hidden in the depths of her eyes could not be concealed no matter how hard she tried.

"Sigh, I have been observing that anomaly these past few days, so I truly haven't rested well." Tang San hurriedly took the opportunity to step down.

"Then... Third Brother, you should rest for a while, we..."

"No, I keep feeling like something is wrong. Xiao Wu, you rest first; I'm going to check the God Realm Hub."

Ignoring the resentment in Xiao Wu's eyes, Tang San pulled up his pants, stood up, and left.

The God Realm Hub.

Also known as the conference hall.

Destruction and Evil, the two God Kings, were frowning as they looked at the Douluo plane, which was shrouded in a haze, feeling somewhat helpless.

Suddenly, the two of them seemed to sense something. After exchanging a glance, they retracted their divine power.

Tap, tap, tap...

Tang San looked left and right, walked straight toward the hub, and pulled up the observation feed for the Douluo plane.

"Strange, why has the Douluo plane been covered by a magnetic field?"

Tang San exerted his divine power, attempting to forcibly tear the magnetic field open.

But after several attempts, there was absolutely no reaction.

His divine power was like a pebble cast into the ocean, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.

"What a bizarre magnetic field barrier! It clearly only has two or three days of residual energy left, yet with my divine power, I cannot shake it in the slightest. How strange..."

Tang San fell into deep thought, completely failing to notice two figures darting out from beneath the table before him.

"Aha! I wondered why the Douluo plane was acting abnormally; so it was you, Sea God, who was behind this!"

The God of Evil shouted, slamming his hand onto the table in anger.

Though Destruction's expression remained hidden, the terrifying aura radiating from his body pressed down upon Tang San.

Tang San was startled.

But as a God King, he managed to recover after only a brief moment of composure.

"Hmph, what Douluo plane, what abnormality? This God King has no idea what you are talking about!"

"Sea God, you sneak into the God Realm Hub in the dead of night to manipulate the Douluo plane. Destruction and I saw it with our own eyes—do you still intend to quibble!?"

Destruction questioned him coldly, the terrifying pressure bearing down on Tang San intensifying.

Tang San's face turned ugly in an instant.

This is bad! I've been set up!

At this moment, the God of Evil chimed in.

"That's right! Sea God, the Douluo plane just had issues, and you show up right after. You even had to pick the middle of the night—and you still say you aren't the one behind it!?"

Hearing this, Tang San's face turned livid. He clenched his fists tightly, struggling to suppress his rage.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. He grasped the key point in the God of Evil's words, straightened his back, and retorted:

"How did you two know the Douluo plane was having problems? This God King cares for Douluo Continent; what is wrong with me coming to take a look? As for you two, lurking in the God Realm Hub in the middle of the night—what exactly are your intentions?"

Tang San stood his ground, sneering as his gaze swept over them.

"In this God King's view, the culprits behind the issues in the Douluo plane are none other than you!"

The old face beneath Destruction's cloak flushed red, and the God of Evil looked even more awkward, coughing repeatedly.

In truth, they had no idea where the barrier came from either.

But for a plane to be shrouded by a mysterious force was a major issue that the God Realm could not ignore!

As God Kings, they had to handle it properly to satisfy the masses.

Now that Tang San had conveniently offered himself up, Destruction, who had long found him an eyesore, naturally wouldn't let the opportunity pass.

Even knowing full well that Tang San wasn't the one who did it, it didn't stop Destruction from kicking him while he was down.

The God of Evil followed suit immediately; after all, the Douluo plane had malfunctioned right under his and Destruction's noses.

Now that they had Tang San as a scapegoat, why wouldn't he take the chance?

"Sea God, stop your sophistry! Destruction and I happened to be of the same mind, meeting here to discuss the expansion of the God Realm, when we happened to sense the abnormality in the Douluo plane. How could you spout such nonsense? Furthermore, Destruction and I have no interest in that Douluo Continent, whereas it is common knowledge that you are obsessed with it. You are welcome to let the other gods come and judge for themselves."

Before the words had even faded, the God of Evil added another jab, "Exactly, exactly! What is there to see in that backwater corner? If you refuse to admit it, then let's hold a God Realm Committee meeting!"

Hearing this, Tang San's face turned pale, and he was left speechless.

This was a blatant conspiracy! A naked, targeted conspiracy against him!

Yet, every word Destruction said was a fact, and he couldn't deny it.

If a God Realm Committee meeting were held and his actions were exposed, it would be a self-inflicted humiliation!

What authority would he, Tang San, have left in the God Realm then?

Destruction's move was undoubtedly like stuffing mud into Tang San's trousers—even if he hadn't done it, it would look as if he had.

"Sea God, as a God Realm enforcer, you have interfered with the lower realms without authorization. You have broken the law you are sworn to uphold. Now that the evidence is conclusive, Destruction and I, as members of the God Realm Committee and enforcers, have the right to place you under detention!"

The God of Evil picked up the thread, singing in harmony with Destruction before slamming the conference table with a stern tone.

"You will remain in custody until the Douluo plane recovers. Sea God, do you have any objections?"

Tang San's veins bulged, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his breathing became ragged.

He truly couldn't understand it. He could understand Destruction targeting him—they had always been at odds.

But what was up with this brainless fence-sitter, the God of Evil? Why was he siding with Destruction this time!?

Damn it.

This God of Evil! He truly has a death wish!

It's only being locked up for two or three days, right!?

He, Tang San, could take it!

"This God King... has no objections!"

Tang San lowered his head in resentment.

He let Destruction seal his divine power.

He let the God of Evil escort him to the place of confinement.