When Tang Hao first made a name for himself while roaming the continent, Guang Ling and the others had already begun to retire from public life, so he did not recognize Guang Ling.
He merely assumed that only someone from Spirit Hall would stop him and harbor such hostility toward him.
"Do the words 'Spirit Hall' happen to be written on my face?"
Guang Ling found Tang Hao unpleasant on sight and only wanted to snap back at him.
Seeing Chu Zhao repeatedly targeted by Tang Hao, he even felt sorry for his Little Xue.
It was bad enough that her father had died because of Tang Hao. Now Tang Hao had set his sights on her fiancée and was determined to kill her.
What kind of grudge was this? Why was he fixated on targeting her alone?
Guang Ling's aura was even stronger than Chrysanthemum Douluo's and Bibi Dong's. Having just fought two Titled Douluo, Tang Hao had aggravated his old injuries. Knowing he was no match for Guang Ling, he immediately grabbed Tang San and fled.
He ran unbelievably fast.
"Not even a rat can run as fast as him!"
After his arrow missed, Guang Ling did not pursue him further.
He had come for Chu Zhao in the first place. Her safety mattered more.
"Little A Chu, you're quite capable, aren't you? You actually managed to provoke that madman Tang Hao."
Guang Ling teased her with a smile, and his mood was unexpectedly rather good.
"You really came—and so quickly."
Chu Zhao's bright, almond-shaped eyes were filled with surprise.
She had only fired the signal flare to give it a try, mainly hoping to distract Tang Hao so she could ambush him. She truly had not expected Guang Ling to come.
"You little girl, once I've made