Tang Hao and Tang San, Father and Son, Reunited

"Where is he?" Tang San's face lit up with surprise.

Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others all relaxed to varying degrees, their expressions easing.

As long as Tang San's father had not met with any mishap, that was enough.

If even he had suffered an accident, then their future would truly be bleak.

That would be a genuine hellish start.

"He's in the small grove west of the academy." Yu Xiaogang smiled and pointed in Tang Hao's direction.

Tang San wore a gentle smile. "I understand, Teacher. You should go back and rest early. I'll go see him now."

Yu Xiaogang nodded. "Then have a good reunion with your father. And you don't need to worry about Xiao Wu. I've already sent Little Miao over. They're living together now. With Little Miao there, Xiao Wu will be safe."

With that, he turned and headed toward his residence.

Thanks a lot. As Tang San watched Yu Xiaogang's retreating back, a flash of killing intent passed through his eyes.

Ma Hongjun walked to Tang San's side and whispered, "Third Brother, it looks like that trash had a hand in Xiao Wu changing her heart. He actually sided with Chang Gong Miao. He's practically courting death."

"We'll settle this score with him sooner or later." Tang San sneered and led Ma Hongjun and the others toward the grove.

By the time they arrived, Tang Hao seemed to have been waiting for a long while. His back was turned toward them.

Tang San exchanged looks with Dai Mubai and the others. The latter nodded at him in unison. Tang San strode forward, his voice seeming to carry a trace of choked-up grievance. "Dad."

It was no wonder he was like this.

He had lived three lives.

Other than being forced to