Su Haichao's fingertips brushed lightly across the pages before he slowly closed the Historical Records of Douluo in his hands.
He rose slowly from his reclining chair and stretched, a languid weariness spreading through every limb and bone. As that comfortable sensation washed over him, he could not help recalling his rather strange experiences over the past three years:
Tang Shan and Su Yuntao had arrived in Heaven Dou City first. Su Haichao had wanted to spend some time with several old friends in Ironwall City, so he had not gone with them.
By the time he reached Heaven Dou City, half a year had already passed.
By then, Su Yuntao was traveling the continent, and Tang Shan had joined Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Su Haichao went to Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City to complete his employment paperwork and soon began working there.
But only a few days into the job, Salas, who had once helped him hunt down his fourth soul ring, summoned him. With earnest gravity, Salas told him, "Su Haichao, your son has joined the First Prince's service. That was an extremely unwise move. I hope you can talk some sense into him. Ideally, he should return to the right path rather than persist in his folly."
His meaning was obvious: your son Tang Shan is a genius, and as his father, you have an obligation to bring him into Spirit Hall's camp, not simply let him enter the service of Heaven Dou's First Prince.
Truthfully, when he had allowed Tang Shan to join Xue Qinghe, Su Haichao had already anticipated what he might face.
Faced with Salas's "patient guidance," he put on a helpless expression. "I told my son that Spirit Hall was the best choice, too. He just wouldn't listen. He had his heart