"What are you saying, Seventh Elder?"
Tang Xiao naturally knew that the Seventh Elder had lost his son.
For that very reason, out of guilt, even when the Seventh Elder's behavior had been rather offensive, Tang Xiao, as sect master, had always remained tolerant.
But Tang Xiao had never imagined that the Seventh Elder's hatred for Tang Hao ran so deep.
The moment he saw Tang Hao, he could not help attacking him. Even after being defeated, he still wanted Tang Hao to kill him.
Tang Xiao felt like his head was splitting in two.
"Old bastard, are you really not afraid of death?"
Held back by Tang Xiao, and worried about hurting him, Tang Hao could not act against the Seventh Elder for the moment.
Besides, he still wanted Tang San to enroll in Clear Sky Academy.
So he was in no rush to make a move. Instead, he wanted even more to understand why the Seventh Elder hated him to the bone, so much so that he was not even afraid of death.
"What a joke! There has never been a man in the Clear Sky Sect who feared death!"
"And you, Tang Hao, Clear Sky Douluo—what an impressive display of arrogance!"
"You are nothing but a heartless, shameless, despicable scoundrel."
The Seventh Elder sneered, seemingly sparing no effort in mocking Tang Hao.
Anger rose in Tang Hao's heart as he snapped at the Seventh Elder, "Old bastard, what do you mean?"
"What do I mean?"
Hearing that, the Seventh Elder instead regained some of his composure. He glanced at the crowd gathered around to watch. "Since you want to know, I'll tell you."
"Let me ask you this. Back then, you ran away with a hundred-thousand-year Transformed Soul Beast, enraging the previous sect master of the Clear