His cloak was tattered, its hem stained with mud. Without a hood, his weathered, careworn face was exposed.
His clouded eyes continually swept across everyone in the conference room. When he spotted Yu Xiaogang in the corner, disdain and killing intent surfaced at the same time.
Beside him stood a blue-haired man. His long hair fell over his shoulders, dark blue in color, while his pupils were a clear sapphire blue and his skin was fair.
He too wore a cloak over a fitted blue outfit. When he saw Dai Mubai and the others, his eyes filled with nostalgia.
"Mubai, Fatty, Xiao Ao! I'm back!"
"You're Tang San?!"
"Tang San?!"
Other than Tang Hao, nearly everyone present cried out in shock. He had practically become a different person!
Thinking back to the Tang San of old, his appearance had been utterly ordinary, his skin wheat-colored, and even his bearing had given people the impression of a lowly nobody.
But look at him now!
Wasn't he basically tall, rich, and handsome?
Tang Hao took in everyone's reactions, and a trace of satisfaction flashed through his eyes. He had known his son would draw gasps from everyone.
Over the past year, Tang San had completely mastered the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. He had even begun preliminary training in the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes. His Blue Silver Grass had evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor, while his third and fourth Soul Rings were his innate Soul Ring and a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring gained from the Blue Silver King's sacrifice.
As for why it had sacrificed itself, don't ask. Tang Hao had never been the sort of person who liked threatening others!
Yet the most infuriating part of it all was... Ah Yin's hundred-thousand-year right leg bone was gone!
At the thought, Tang Hao's