Tang San stared thoughtfully at the figure before him, unable to tell what the man was plotting.
Why was he so determined to find Ma Hongjun a wife?
Even if Ma Hongjun did not get Bai Chenxiang, would that old man Bai He really dare oppose Tang San, given his charm, his connection to the Clear Sky Sect, and his status as the eldest son of the youngest Titled Douluo?
Besides, Bai He was dirt poor and barely scraping by. Once Tang San sold his Hidden Weapons...
At the thought of his Hidden Weapons, Tang San narrowed his eyes.
Zhang Sanwei, Zhang Sanwei. You'd better not ruin my plans!
Oscar, who had been cultivating with his eyes closed, opened them when Qian Chenzhou and the others arrived, then closed them again.
As for Ning Rongrong, he had no interest in her now.
Ever since receiving the Young Master's orders at the Spirit Hall Orphanage, he had focused entirely on completing the task the Young Master had given him.
Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was an auxiliary Martial Soul like his, and her family was immensely wealthy.
But none of that impressed Oscar anymore.
Having seen Spirit Hall's prosperity and power, he understood that what he needed was strength, not wealth or beauty.
Besides, the Young Master had told him that once he completed his task, he could gain the abilities of a combat Soul Master.
Wasn't that far better than beauty?
Tang San glanced sideways at the cultivating Oscar. Ever since coming here, he had felt that Oscar was very different from before, though he could not quite put his finger on how.
It was as if Oscar were watching them, monitoring their every move.
But Tang San could not fathom why Oscar would do that.
*Surely Spirit