"I understand." Tang San's eyes lit up. He struck his fist into his palm and said, "This was all arranged by the Asura God."
"Hm?" Tang Hao froze slightly.
"Father, have you forgotten? The Rakshasa God and the Asura God may be enemies on the surface, but behind the scenes, they're lovers. Bibi Dong was chosen by the Rakshasa God as her inheritor. In the end, she was merely a stepping stone left for me to become a god. Before that stepping stone had even served its purpose, how could the Asura God possibly let her die at Qian Xunyi's hands?"
"So the Rakshasa God secretly influenced Qian Xunyi and made Bibi Dong remain in Spirit Hall," Tang Hao said.
"That's right. Keeping a ticking time bomb like that by his side, Qian Xunyi was bound to run into trouble sooner or later." Tang San sighed. "Ah, the Asura God really does dote on me."
The more the Asura God doted on him, the crueler he was to Spirit Hall. Even Tang San himself felt a little embarrassed about it.
"If even Qian Xunyi was arranged like this, then Spirit Hall truly wasn't worth worrying about. It was just a pity for the elders and fellow disciples of the Clear Sky Sect." Tang Hao wiped away a sorrowful tear.
Father and son fell silent again for a while. Tang San raised his hands and looked at his dark palms, which could touch the floor when he stood straight. He asked, "Dad, what's going on with this body of mine? And why am I so dark?"
How would I know? Maybe you were just this dark in your previous life before awakening the Blue Silver Emperor. Tang Hao looked around evasively. "Maybe... maybe Ah Yin drank too much soy sauce while