Tang Wulin's tears...
Spilled out in that instant.
The confusion about his origins, the doubts about Tang San, the bewilderment over Gu Yue-all those feelings bottled up for far too long were swept away the instant that palm settled on his head.
He nodded hard, his voice hoarse.
"Mm."
Cao Xin stood in the doorway, watching without urging them on.
Only after Tang Wulin's emotions had settled somewhat did he speak, his tone still even.
"Let's go."
"They're still fighting upstairs."
Tang Ziran and Lang Yue exchanged a glance, then followed Cao Xin and Tang Wulin up the passage.
When Cao Xin emerged from the passage with Tang Wulin and his parents...
The fighting in the second-floor corridor had already stopped.
Li Wenzhe had led the Tang Sect disciples back to one side of the corridor, while the Evil Soul Masters and Spirit Pagoda guards crowded onto the other, with a dozen or so paces of empty space between them.
Hua Tao stood at the forefront of the Spirit Pagoda guards.
His dark gray robe bore several slits cut by sword energy.
But his aura remained steady. His level-96 Super Douluo Soul Power formed a visible barrier around him, like air compressed to its utmost limit.
Hua Tao saw Cao Xin emerge from the passage, and he also saw the rescued couple and Tang Wulin behind him.
His pupils contracted slightly, then he sneered.
"The Tang Sect's reach is certainly long."
"Coming all the way from the Douluo Continent to the Dou Ling Continent to rescue people-you must have far too much time on your hands."
Cao Xin did not respond.
He stood at the passage entrance, his gaze lingering on Hua Tao for a moment before sweeping over the Evil Soul Masters and Spirit Pagoda guards behind him.