"That would be my father, Boss Bofeng. Could it be that you know my father?" Tang San asked.
Bofeng nodded. "I do. Strictly speaking, judging by seniority, your father Tang Hao and I are relatives."
"Ah..."
Tang San was instantly bewildered, unable to understand what Bofeng meant.
"Boss Bofeng, my father and I grew up in Sacred Soul Village. Aside from Grandpa Jack, our family has no relatives at all. Besides, my father has always been alone. You mean..."
Bofeng smiled. "Your father deliberately concealed it. Something special happened in the past, which was why he took you to Sacred Soul Village to live in seclusion."
"Uh..."
Bofeng looked at Xiao Wu beside him. "Tang San and I have something to discuss. Please give us a little privacy."
Tang San gave Xiao Wu a slight nod, and she left.
Then Bofeng asked softly, "Do you have a Hammer Martial Soul?"
In an instant, Tang San's eyes widened. Aside from his father and his teacher, he had never told anyone this secret.
Not even Xiao Wu, who was as close to him as a sister, had learned a single word of it.
Tang San began to grow restless, increasingly tense and uneasy.
Given Tang San's temperament, very few people knew his secrets. If anyone else found out, he would not hesitate to...
Bofeng smiled faintly and summoned a hammer into his hand: the Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang San's entire body trembled as he stared intently at the Clear Sky Hammer in Bofeng's palm.
Only then did he suddenly understand. So that was what the Martial Soul Resonance from two days ago had been about. His Martial Soul was the same hammer.
"We share the same Martial Soul, and there is a certain blood relation between your father and me."
Only then