Troublemaking Tang Wulin? Tang Hao: Children and Grandchildren Have Their Own Blessings!

Eastsea Academy, Intermediate Division, Academic Affairs Office.

Having received a notice from the dormitory management department, Director Long Hengxu walked over in silence. Looking at the two children before him, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

"You got into a fight on the very day of enrollment? Fine, just fine! Did you even come here to study?"

"Zhou Changxi, your Great Strength Vajra Ape Martial Soul is of good quality and inherited from a branch of the former Tang Sect. You originally had a chance to enter Class Three, but now, get lost to Class Five!"

"And you, Tang Wulin, are going to Class Five too!"

At this point, Long Hengxu paused and looked at the rather handsome boy before him. It was hard to imagine that he was actually the one who had led this fight!

The kind whose actions accounted for 99.99 percent of it.

Because the only thing Zhou Changxi had done was silently protect his eyes while getting beaten up!

"Tang Wulin, Tang Wulin. Your Martial Soul is still Blue Silver Grass. It wasn't easy for you to cultivate to this point. If you keep working hard, it's not impossible for you to awaken the bloodline of the Blue Silver Royal Clan."

"Committing offenses, stirring up trouble, making mistakes. You affect your teachers and delay yourself. Do you deserve the level thirteen cultivation you've achieved?"

Zhou Changxi was one thing.

But Tang Wulin had poor talent yet was diligent and hardworking. He had even heard that the boy could forge. He had been considering whether to recruit him into Class One, but now it seemed—

He had misjudged him.

His eyes had nearly led him to misjudge someone!

"Teacher, I'm innocent!"

Tang Wulin's eyes reddened as he spoke, angrily pointing at the chubby boy beside him.

"From the moment I entered the dorm, he treated me like a dog and ordered me around. At first, I didn't think much of it. Cleaning the dorm, tidying up, buying meals—I did everything."

"But even when he got diarrhea from eating, or clogged the toilet while using it, he wanted me to unclog it. Do you think that's right?"

"..."

"So you beat him up?"

Long Hengxu asked in confusion, frowning.

So, at its root, this was a tragedy caused by Zhou Changxi repeatedly asking for it, ultimately triggered by whether Tang Wulin would unclog the toilet?

"No, I unclogged it."

Tang Wulin shook his head, his tone hesitating slightly.

"Huh?"

Long Hengxu's eyes went wide.

"I thought we were classmates, so I unclogged the toilet. I knew how anyway, but..."

"After I unclogged it, he still called me the King of Shit Catchers. He said I was a little shit general who had graduated from the Shit Academy, and told me not to become a Soul Master but a toilet cleaner instead! Isn't that humiliating?"

The more Tang Wulin spoke, the angrier he became. His eyes were red as he looked at Zhou Changxi beside him, wishing he could roll up his sleeves and beat him again.

"Stop talking, I'll stop talking!"

"I'll never say it again!"

The chubby boy had been beaten into having a psychological shadow. He hurriedly waved his hands and nearly burst into tears.

"..."

Long Hengxu silently glanced at Zhou Changxi, whose face was swollen like a pig's head and filled with humiliation. His mouth twitched.

Looking at it this way, the chubby boy really had not been beaten unjustly.

But...

Then again.

"So what?"

"You beat him into this state. I can entirely consider him to have asked for it, but look at what you did to the dormitory!"

"The window is eight thousand, the two bunk beds are thirty thousand, and I won't even mention the damaged bedding..."

"A fine of thirty-eight thousand Federation Coins."

"Find time to pay it."

Long Hengxu took out a calculator and said coldly.

The nation had its laws, and the school had its rules!

If you broke something, you had to pay for it!

"What?"

"I still have to pay?"

Tang Wulin's eyes widened, and his pupils instantly reddened with blood. At the mention of paying money, even his breathing became hurried.

And within his heart, Old Tang was equally dumbfounded:

Outrageous!

Wasn't this making things difficult for him and Little San?

"Why shouldn't you pay?"

"You broke something, so you pay for it. That's only natural. Didn't your father and mother teach you that?"

Long Hengxu snorted coldly and said bluntly.

"Why aren't you making him pay?"

"This was all because of him!"

Tang Wulin was furious. He pointed toward Zhou Changxi and gritted his teeth.

"Huh?"

"Me, pay?"

"Tang Wulin, do you even have a conscience?"

"I only asked you to unclog a toilet. I didn't ask you to smash the beds! And when you used Blue Silver Entanglement to wreck the place—"

"I didn't even have time to fight back!"

The humiliation on Zhou Changxi's face deepened. He shakily raised his numb hand, furious beyond measure.

"I didn't touch you even once, and you still want me to pay?"

"Are you even human, Tang Wulin?"

"If you're human, I'll eat three pounds of shit, okay!"

Zhou Changxi said angrily.

"Also, I'm an orphan!"

"I don't have a father or mother, and I have no money for myself. I simply have no ability to pay this money!"

"..."

In the end, faced with Zhou Changxi's flawless argument, Tang Wulin silently accepted this loss and walked out of the Academic Affairs Office with a numb expression.

He had only just arrived in Eastsea City and already gained a debt of thirty thousand!

Tragic!

At the same time, he could not help asking Old Tang in his heart, "Old Tang, didn't you say fighting would make teachers remember me more deeply? Why does this Director Long seem so unimpressed?"

If Old Tang had not spoken up.

He actually would not have hit him so badly.

"That shouldn't be the case."

"With the talent you displayed, being born with level three soul power and beating a power-attack Martial Soul user into Ma Hong... into a pig's head, they clearly shouldn't bury a talent like you."

"It seems I misjudged him."

Inside Tang Wulin's body, Old Tang, whose face was indistinct, frowned. This shouldn't be the case!

If he remembered correctly, those who dared not cause trouble were mediocrities had indeed been a principle he had upheld since childhood, as well as the beginning and symbol of Shrek's rise to greatness.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun... hadn't his companions all come about like this?

"Wulin, it seems Eastsea Academy is not a good academy after all. It's fine. Treat the next few years as a transition period."

"Afterward, we'll go to a better academy."

Old Tang spoke slowly, comforting him.

Wasn't it just tens of thousands of coins?

No big deal!

"..."

"Compared to that, is it my imagination? Why have I felt watched ever since coming to Eastsea City..."

As the object of attention, Old Tang inside Tang Wulin's body frowned. His senses had always been accurate.

Even if he was only a wisp of divine consciousness, he was still ultimately a god. On Douluo Continent, he could often foresee many dangers.

But who could it be?

His parents?

It would be fine if it were them, as they had become the masters of the plane. But if it was someone else, that would be a problem.

"Judging by the brains of the beast race, they probably don't yet have the ability to reach the human world. As for anyone else..."

"Not to mention that Douluo Continent has no God Rank beings, even if it did, I am invincible below God Rank, and above God Rank, I have my parents. In the Douluo world, Wulin certainly won't encounter any accidents."

Old Tang looked utterly confident. Though his parents were old, they were as reliable as he was.

Wulin had him during his childhood. In the future...

His parents would have to look after him more.

"Achoo."

At the same time, far away, Tang Hao, who was diligently farming, sneezed. He silently glanced at the bright, sunny sky, and his expression changed as though he sensed something.

The next moment, he turned and left.

"I've plowed enough for now. This should be about right."

"Ah Yin should have dinner ready. I'll eat, then sleep."

Tang Hao grinned.

As the saying went, the best things in life were sleeping after eating, eating after sleeping, and cultivating a hobby.

As it happened, he had accomplished all of them.

As for whether he still had not found his grandson, it was not that he was unwilling to go looking. Rather, he believed in fate.

Everything was destiny.

Children and grandchildren had their own blessings. Besides, his grandson was Tang San's child, born as the supreme being of the world.

There was absolutely no way he would encounter any setbacks in this life.

All Tang Hao needed to do was wait.

That was all.

"..."