Tang Yuehua: Even Though Hao Wants to Hammer Me to Death, I Still Love Him

Tang Yuehua was preparing a late-night meal at home. Tang Hao drowned his frustrations in alcohol almost every night, and drinking on an empty stomach simply wouldn't do, so she always prepared all sorts of late-night dishes for him.

"Hao, you're back!" Tang Yuehua called out in delighted surprise when she heard the door open.

Tang Hao walked in with a dark expression. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting like an ox as he fixed Tang Yuehua with a furious stare.

"Hao, what's wrong...?" Tang Yuehua flinched under his gaze, her body trembling slightly, but the concern in her eyes remained unmistakable. "Did something happen to Xiao San? Or are your old injuries acting up again?"

Tang Yuehua stepped up in front of Tang Hao, looking anxiously into his eyes blazing with fury.

Normally, seeing how much Tang Yuehua cared about him would have made Tang Hao feel happy even as it weighed on his heart.

But things were different now. In Tang Hao's heart, his priorities were essentially ranked as follows—

Ah Yin was roughly equal to Tang San with twin martial souls and innate full soul power. That Tang San ranked above the Clear Sky Sect, which ranked above Tang Xiao and Tang Yuehua, who ranked above the dog that opened the sect's gates. The sect's guard dog ranked far, far above Tang San before the age of six...

Tang Hao clamped his hand around Tang Yuehua's throat. She had no time to react, her legs kicking wildly as terror and confusion filled her eyes.

"Hao..." She forced the word out of her throat.

Tang Hao gave her no chance to speak. He turned into a streak of light and returned to the forest.

"Mom, why are we hiding here?" Tang San asked his mother