Xiao Wu: Don't Worry, Brother Qin Will Take Care of Me!

"What do you mean by that?"

Tang San felt a subconscious sense of unease.

He truly did not believe for a second that his father was a Title Douluo.

If his father were a Title Douluo, how could he possibly live in a small place like Holy Soul Village?

Besides, what kind of Title Douluo spent his days drowning in alcohol, looking like a disheveled mess with a face full of stubble?

He even made a six-year-old child cook for himself.

But none of that mattered now.

The moment he admitted that the person in the portrait was his father, Qin Jiuxiao's plan had already succeeded.

Xiao Wu's eyes widened in terror. She trembled and took two steps back, looking at Tang San with a sense of disbelief.

The fact that she was a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast in human form might be hidden from others, but a Title Douluo would certainly be able to see through it.

If Tang San's father was a Title Douluo, had she been exposed a long time ago?

She had even returned to Holy Soul Village with Tang San back then; had his father been watching from the shadows the entire time?

Did Tang San know that she was a soul beast?

What kind of role had he been playing in all of this?

Thinking of this, she recalled every interaction she had shared with Tang San over the years.

A chilling thought surfaced in her mind.

If he knew her true identity, it meant their meeting had been planned all along.

And if he could put on such a convincing act at the age of six, just how deep did his schemes run?

"Xiao Wu, why don't you stay and talk with Zhuqing and Rongrong for a while?"

"You've just become friends; it's only natural to chat more."

"How about we let Brother Tang San head back on his own?"

Qin Jiuxiao still wore a faint smile on his face.

He needed to get close to Xiao Wu to obtain traits and grow stronger.

To capture this little rabbit, standing in opposition to Tang San, the Son of Destiny, was inevitable.

It wasn't about right or wrong; it was simply a matter of different stances.

Xiao Wu caught the subtext in Qin Jiuxiao's words—she had likely been targeted by a Title Douluo.

Staying with them meant they could protect her.

Moreover, she could sense the aura of a soul beast from Zi Ji, which naturally made her trust Qin Jiuxiao and his group a little more.

After some thought, Xiao Wu nodded.

She looked at Tang San and forced a smile.

"Third Brother, I want to chat with these new friends."

"Why don't you go back alone? I won't be returning tonight."

Tang San's eyes widened, looking as if he had been struck by lightning.

He stared at Xiao Wu in disbelief. How could his cute, obedient Xiao Wu turn into this?

His eyes turned red as he glared at Qin Jiuxiao; his intuition told him that this guy was definitely behind some kind of trick.

"What exactly did you do to Xiao Wu?"

"Why would she listen to you?"

Tang San growled.

Qin Jiuxiao shrugged, wearing an innocent expression.

"Maybe it's because I'm just that handsome."

"After all, good looks are justice."

Compared to the tall and handsome Qin Jiuxiao, the current Tang San did indeed look rather plain.

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu with disbelief, hoping to hear a denial from her.

But Xiao Wu turned her head away, unable to bear it.

This dealt Tang San another mental blow.

He had a feeling that if he let Xiao Wu stay today, she might never come back.

Tang San's eyes gradually filled with bloodshot veins.

He suppressed his anger, forced a smile at Xiao Wu, and slowly reached out his hand.

"Xiao Wu, trust Third Brother. These people are no good."

"Let's not associate with them."

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat carrots? I'll take you out to buy some right now. I'll buy you as many as you want."

But Xiao Wu shook her head firmly.

Compared to carrots, she felt her own life was far more important.

Qin Jiuxiao stepped forward playfully and gestured for Tang San to leave.

"Brother Tang San, since Miss Xiao Wu has already said she doesn't want to go with you, you should probably leave now."

"Continuing to pester her wouldn't be very dignified."

"Don't worry, I will treat Miss Xiao Wu just as well as I treat Zhuqing and the others."

"I guarantee she'll have all the carrots she can eat."

Tang San rushed forward, grabbed Qin Jiuxiao by the collar, and growled a warning in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"The carrots you're talking about—are those even real carrots?"

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"If you dare do anything to my Xiao Wu, I will kill you."

[Ding! Contact with Son of Destiny Tang San established. Obtained trait "Path to Death (Red)": Whenever you say "You have already embarked on the path to death" to an enemy, it triggers causality, causing the enemy's luck to drop for 7 days and leaving them plagued by misfortune for those 7 days.]

Qin Jiuxiao felt a surge of joy. He hadn't expected this to be a causality-based trait.

He wondered just how severe this "drop in luck" and "plagued by misfortune" would be.

He could use Little San to test the effects.

Qin Jiuxiao gave a playful smile and slowly curled his lips at Tang San.

"I'm not a person who takes threats well."

"The more you threaten me, the more I want to test it out."

"Besides, you're the first person to threaten to kill me. You have already embarked on the path to death."

Tang San suddenly felt as if he had lost something important.

Wait, wasn't that supposed to be his line?

This guy was actually stealing his lines.

He truly had embarked on the path to death.

Just as Tang San prepared to continue his threats, he accidentally swallowed his own saliva while speaking.

He immediately began to cough, his entire face turning a deep red.

He had actually choked on his own spit.

After recovering, he looked at Qin Jiuxiao's mocking smile and felt like he had lost all face.

But this was just an accident.

He, Tang San, had been reborn; he was surely blessed with great luck, the Son of Destiny of this entire world.

How could he be unlucky once and then unlucky again?

He strode forward, failing to notice a hidden nail on the ground.

It must have flown off from somewhere during the earlier fight between Qin Jiuxiao and Dai Mubai.

Tang San stepped right on it and jumped up with a howl.

He then tripped over a rock and fell face-first onto the ground.

His clothes, which had been relatively clean, were now covered in dust, and his pants had ripped right at the seat.

Ning Rongrong burst into uninhibited laughter, and Zhuqing offered a faint, amused smile.

Hearing the laughter, Tang San felt utterly humiliated.

He pulled out the nail and covered his backside, wishing he could crawl into a hole in the ground.

Never in his life had he made such a fool of himself.

What was going on today? All these unlucky events were happening one after another.

He glared at Qin Jiuxiao with resentment.

It was only after meeting this guy that he had become so unlucky.

Sure enough, Qin Jiuxiao was his nemesis.

This boy must not be left alive!

Meanwhile, Qin Jiuxiao, who had watched the whole thing and knew the truth, felt his pupils constrict.

This series of seemingly coincidental events was the effect of the drop in luck and the onset of misfortune.

Even the Son of Destiny could not avoid it.

It was quite useful indeed.

He could use it on Gangzi when he met him later.

On the other side.

Even Xiao Wu couldn't bear to watch anymore. She turned her head to persuade Tang San:

"Third Brother, you should go back first."

"You're hurt, you need to rest."

"Brother Qin is a very good person and won't bully me. Don't worry, he'll take care of me."