What Kind of Family Thinks It Can Talk About Me, Tang San? Why Am I the Only One Getting Hurt? Director Su's Summons

Holy Soul Village.

Tang Hao watched Tang San walk farther and farther away, a flicker of reluctance passing through his eyes.

"Ugh..."

"He is Ah Yin's child, after all. He carries her bloodline. I can't just leave him alone."

Thinking of Tang San, that unfilial brat who had angered him to death time and again over the holiday, Tang Hao felt utterly helpless.

He truly could not understand it.

What kind of charm could a Xiao Wu possibly have?

How could she steal his son's soul so completely that he would even sever ties with his father for her?

Still, to be fair, this was very much the Tang family style. The women they found were all Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts.

"That brat really never stops making people worry."

He had thought he would only need to watch over him for a while, but he had never expected it to be an endless task.

With a wine gourd in hand, Tang Hao followed behind Tang San.

"Xiao Wu..."

Xiao Wu forced a smile. "Sister Qingling, I'm fine. Everyone has something on their mind."

Concern filled Chen Qingling's eyes as she opened her arms and pulled Xiao Wu into an embrace.

"Mm..."

"If you have anything on your mind, you can always come talk to me. I'll listen."

Their carriage traveled all the way to the gates of Notting Academy. As usual, Chen Qingling took Xiao Wu's hand.

After getting out, paying the fare, they entered the familiar yet unfamiliar academy.

When Wang Sheng saw the two return, his eyes lit up. "Sister Qingling! Sister Xiao Wu!"

Seeing Wang Sheng bundled up so thickly and looking so silly, Xiao Wu laughed.

"No, you're already a Soul Master. Why are you still afraid of the cold?"

Wang Sheng smiled bitterly. "Sigh, my