Tang San: Am I Actually Xiao Wu's Mother's Killer?

Tang Hao was also deeply saddened. He closed his eyes in pain, and his hatred for the Soul Master Guild grew even deeper.

He truly wanted to march over there right now and slaughter the Black and White Fiends, the Six Great Swords, and those women.

Unfortunately, that was not realistic.

Ever since he had fought one against three and utterly defeated Qian Xunji,

in a one-on-one fight, he believed he feared no one. Even against Qian Daoliu, he felt that with Ring Explosion, he could still retreat unscathed.

But the Soul Master Guild had at least five Titled Douluo.

Especially that mysterious Dongjun. Twelve years ago, even Qin Xuan had failed to gain any advantage against her and had been forced to spare the surviving disciples of the Clear Sky Sect.

Someone like that made him deeply wary.

"Enough, stop howling. We're all still young. Anything is possible, and things haven't gotten as bad as you imagine."

Tang San had been driven into a state of irritation by Dai Mubai and the others' noise and rarely lost his temper. Only then did they stop crying.

"Dad, can you take me into the Soul Master Guild Headquarters in secret and steal the Immortal Herbs?" Tang San asked Tang Hao.

Tang Hao shook his head. "It can't be done. The Soul Master Guild Headquarters is the core of the Soul Master Guild. At least three Titled Douluo are stationed there, and all of them are extremely powerful. Especially the president of the Soul Master Guild—she is someone even the Spirit Hall Pope fears greatly. Even I'm afraid I wouldn't gain much of an advantage against her."

"Then they probably don't know the specific uses of the Immortal Herbs, right? Can you take me to negotiate with them?" Tang San still refused