Caught in the Act Before Her Father! Tang Hao, Watching in Secret, Is Shaken to the Core!

"All right, all right, stop crying."

Lin Wu helplessly reached out.

With practiced ease, he wiped away the glistening tear at the corner of her eye.

His tone carried a hint of indulgence and compromise that even he had not noticed:

"Fine, we'll push them together. But let's make this clear first—when we sleep at night, you're not allowed to cross the line!"

At those words, Tang San, who had just been tearful and yielding, instantly burst with astonishing light in her beautiful eyes!

Those exaggerated pink hearts once again popped and crackled within her gaze.

She broke into a smile through her tears and nodded repeatedly, her voice sweet enough to drip honey:

"Mm! I'll listen to whatever Brother Xiao Wu says!"

At that moment, outside Nuoding Academy, beneath the shade of an ancient tree with an enormous canopy not far from Seventh House.

A tall yet slightly hunched figure stood silently.

He wore a tattered gray cloak, and the stench of cheap liquor and rust wafted from his entire body.

Yet his weathered, stubbled face was filled with unconcealable anxiety and concern.

This man was none other than the Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao.

After Ah Yin's sacrifice, Tang Hao had lost all hope and become a perpetually drunk blacksmith in Holy Soul Village.

But Heaven seemingly thought he had not suffered enough in this world.

What Ah Yin had left him was not a son he could simply let run wild, but a delicate, soft, adorable little daughter.

Tang Hao was nearly driven mad by this little treasure, who resembled Ah Yin by seventy or eighty percent yet possessed such unyielding resilience.

In the original story, Tang Hao had always harbored doubts and could not be certain Tang San was his son until she awakened the Haotian Hammer. Only then did he begin showing fatherly love.

But now, seeing this soft, adorable daughter.

Tang Hao's entire heart melted from cuteness, as though the daughter-doting maniac buried in his bones had awakened.

On the surface, Tang Hao acted cold and stern, making her fend for herself. In secret, however, he had long become a full-fledged daughter-doting maniac.

His little treasure had been considerate and sensible since childhood. Not only did she cook and wash clothes for him, she even thoughtfully covered him with a blanket whenever he got drunk.

Now that his little treasure had left Holy Soul Village for the first time to study at Nuoding Academy, how could Tang Hao possibly be at ease?

He had secretly escorted her the entire way like a stalker, even using the eyesight of a Titled Douluo to keep a close watch on every movement in Seventh House.

"This child, Little San, is too headstrong, and she's a girl besides..."

"She's also a work-study student. What if she gets bullied in the dormitory..."

Leaning against the tree trunk, Tang Hao gulped down a mouthful of bitter liquor, his heart filled with unease.

If not for the need to conceal his identity, he would have loved nothing more than to smash that Nuoding Academy flat with one hammer and build his little treasure a castle!

However, before he could take another sip, the exceptionally sharp perception of a Titled Douluo.

Relayed every single thing that had just happened inside Seventh House into his mind.

First, his little treasure had displayed her skills, effortlessly throwing Wang Sheng down with that strange and marvelous movement technique.

The corners of Tang Hao's lips had just curved into a proud smile of as expected of my daughter.

But the next second, his smile froze solid!

That brat named Lin Wu had actually stepped forward!

And... that kid had actually broken Little San's movement technique in a single move!

What made Tang Hao so furious his hair nearly stood on end was that.

That brat had not merely fought her—he had also used an overwhelmingly powerful grappling technique.

To pin his treasured little daughter firmly against the floor!

He had even... breathed hot air beside Little San's ear?!

"You little bastard!!!"

Tang Hao's eyes nearly split open as the hand gripping his wine gourd suddenly tightened.

With a screech, the iron gourd was crushed directly into a flat disc in his palm!

The liquid mixed with cheap baijiu flowed freely through his fingers, soaking the dead branches and fallen leaves beneath his feet.

A vast, oceanic pressure erupted wildly around him, instantly pulverizing every leaf within several meters into dust!

My precious daughter—I can't even bear to say a harsh word to her.

And you, some ignorant little punk, dare lay your hands on her?!

Tang Hao's eyes instantly turned bloodshot as terrifying killing intent surged madly within him.

Even the phantom of that world-destroying Haotian Hammer faintly appeared in his palm!

He was going in there to smash that brat's head!

He was going to let that brat know what the wrath of a Titled Douluo was!

However, just as Tang Hao was about to tear through space and charge into Seventh House—

The sight before him struck the Clear Sky Douluo, whose name shook the continent, like a bolt from the blue. His entire body froze in place.

In the image, Tang San, who had been pinned to the ground, did not fly into a rage and use her hidden weapons.

Instead, a faint mist filled her eyes as her pretty face flushed crimson while she looked up at the boy above her.

Even... deep within those watery black eyes.

Tang Hao, who had once been in love, could vaguely see pink hearts popping and crackling out of them!

Tang Hao rubbed his eyes, thinking he had hallucinated from drinking too much cheap baijiu.

But seeing was believing. There could be no mistake.

His little treasure, usually cool, strong, and never willing to bow her head to anyone.

Not only showed no anger whatsoever, but lowered her head in slight panic, a glistening tear still hanging from the corner of her eye.

How could Tang Hao, a man who had been in love, fail to understand? He instantly felt as if the sky had collapsed!

That was the coquettish shyness of first love.

That was the embarrassment of a heart racing beyond control.

Watching Lin Wu slowly release her and pull her to her feet, his daughter not only failed to kick that brat over.

She instead awkwardly brushed the dust from her skirt.

Even... when Lin Wu teasingly called her "Little Number Two," she only muttered a weak complaint or two before obediently accepting the arrangement.

Soon after, the dorm began assigning beds.

Because the work-study dormitory had such poor conditions, there were not enough quilts and bedding.

That brat named Lin Wu looked at the situation between boys and girls, frowned, and prepared to pull the two broken wooden beds farther apart.

Yet his little treasure could no longer sit still.

She bit her lower lip, pink bubbles practically overflowing from her body.

She actually hurried forward in tiny steps, stretched out her fair, delicate little hand, and timidly tapped Lin Wu on the back.

The moment Lin Wu turned around, Tang San nervously pursed her lips, both hands tightly clutching the hem of her clothes.

Those large, misty eyes were filled with pleading and anticipation.

She slightly raised her little face, her voice soft and tender, carrying a trace of tears and endless coquettishness:

"Please... Brother Xiao Wu..."

"Can we push them together?"

"I... I'll be good at night. I definitely won't disturb you..."

Boom—!

Tang Hao felt as though a bolt of lightning from a clear sky had exploded inside his mind!

The old father's soul suffered a devastating blow in that instant!

Was this... really his strong, obedient, cool, independent little treasure?!

That boy named Lin Wu had even disliked the idea because boys and girls should keep their distance, and wanted to pull the beds apart.

Yet his own daughter was actually crying and begging someone to sleep in the same bed with her?!

She had even called him something as sickeningly sweet as "Brother Xiao Wu"?!

Tang Hao's whole body twitched violently. His heart ached as though a blunt knife were viciously carving into the very blood of his heart.

Caught in the act before her father!

This was fucking like watching, right in front of this old father's eyes.

The cabbage he had raised for six years eagerly pressing itself toward a pig's snout!

"Why... why?!"

Tang Hao braced himself against the tree trunk and gasped for breath, his eyes full of bewilderment, as though his entire worldview had collapsed.

He could not understand it no matter how hard he thought. His daughter had only entered the academy less than half a day ago!

How had she been completely swept away by some wild brat who had appeared out of nowhere?!