Tang Hao: Go Give This Secret Manual to Tang San

Power that could grow steadily, just like Tang Wulin's, was far too unfair.

At the very last moment before he slammed Tang San down, Jin Yang had held back some of his strength.

If he killed Tang San, he would be in serious trouble. Tang Hao would never spare him.

Though Tang Hao's hawklike, razor-sharp gaze had not appeared beside him so early that morning, that meant nothing.

He might escape the first day, but could he escape the fifteenth?

As a Titled Douluo, Tang Hao would have no trouble finding him.

One moment Jin Yang would have accidentally killed Tang San; the next, Tang Hao would pound him into meat paste.

Until he had the strength to stand against Tang Hao, he needed to keep his head down.

"Xiao Wu, help me back to Dorm Seven."

Tang San's arms were weak and his chest ached fiercely. He could barely stand, let alone walk as he usually did.

Every step sent another stab of pain through him.

"I'll help you to the infirmary. The school has healing Soul Masters."

"All right. Thank you, Xiao Wu."

As Xiao Wu supported Tang San, her lips tightened slightly at those words.

There it was again.

Tang San seemed to be distancing himself from her.

Why?

Was it because of Jin Yang?

But what did that have to do with her?

She did not understand.

Just as she did not understand why she felt a sense of closeness whenever she was around Tang San.

Though Xiao Wu was in a poor mood, she still dutifully brought Tang San to the infirmary.

Before long, Tang San's injuries had mostly healed.

After leaving the infirmary, Tang San instinctively looked for Xiao Wu, but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Xiao Wu?"

Tang San was puzzled.

"Xiao Wu?"

He called again, but there was still no answer.

Xiao Wu did not seem to be hiding somewhere. She really had not waited for him.

Tang San's heart sank. This was the first time Xiao Wu had left without waiting for him.

Was it because he had lost the fight?

At the thought, Tang San clenched his fists until his knuckles cracked.

Even Xiao Wu no longer wanted to be with him.

Jin Yang! I will defeat you!

Xiao Wu! Wait for me! Next time, I won't lose again.

Grrr...

Tang San's stomach growled.

He was hungry. He had barely gotten up that morning before Jin Yang dragged him out for a fight.

He had not eaten anything since.

Tang San glanced at the sky, then steeled himself and headed for the academy cafeteria.

He could only hope there was still food left.

But when he arrived, he found that many of the serving windows had already closed.

The only food left was some shoddily prepared fare.

Tang San had no choice but to take a few stone-cold steamed buns to fill his stomach.

Fortunately, the fight with Jin Yang had not lasted long. He could still make it to class.

Without Yu Xiaogang around, he no longer had to spend time going to Yu Xiaogang's office.

That gave Tang San more time to improve his strength.

His Soul Power cultivation had indeed sped up a little.

Tang Hao had not risen so early. By the time he came to inspect the academy, it was nearly noon.

Xiao Wu seemed to have made up her mind to stop trailing after Tang San.

As soon as class ended, she walked out of the classroom on her own.

She left Tang San far behind.

Tang Hao happened to see the whole thing.

"Useless! Absolutely useless! He can't even hold on to a stupid rabbit. How could such a good-for-nothing be my son?"

Tang Hao was on the verge of losing his composure.

Never had he imagined that two people who had shared a blanket just days ago would be going their separate ways today.

Could a cooked duck really fly away?

Tang Hao felt his face grow hot.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, no less.

If she sacrificed herself for Tang San, he would get at least one hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring.

There might even be a hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone.

Just like the one Ah Yin had left behind.

Damn it!

Tang Hao immediately concealed himself, flew out of the academy, and searched the streets.

"Ah! Found them!" Tang Hao exclaimed, picking up two books from a stall.

How to Make Your Wife Happy

The Way of Getting Along as a Couple

Tang Hao's eyes lit up. He held the books fondly, his gaze full of nostalgia.

These had been his finest advisers back in the day.

"Shopkeeper, I'll take these two..."

Tang Hao did not rush to deliver the secret manuals to Tang San.

Instead, he bought a few little gifts that girls liked, intending to give them to Tang San as teaching aids.

And so, after classes ended that afternoon, Tang Hao knocked on Jin Yang's door with an armful of things.

"Who is it?" Jin Yang opened the door, saw Tang Hao, and slammed it shut again.

Less than two seconds later, Jin Yang adjusted his expression and opened the door once more.

"Hello, senior!" Jin Yang smiled obsequiously.

"Have you come to inspect things? I completed the task you gave me this morning."

"Inspect? Good word!" Tang Hao was in a fine mood and smiled. "Yes, I'm here to inspect your work."

In his heart, Jin Yang cursed up a storm, all birdsong and fragrant flowers.

"You did well. Now I have another difficult task for you."

With that, Tang Hao took a small bundle from behind his back. Inside were the two books and some little gifts prepared for Xiao Wu.

Jin Yang accepted the bundle and weighed it in his hand.

It was not very heavy, so he looked up at Tang Hao.

"I want you to take this bundle to Dorm Seven shortly and hand it to Tang San yourself. Understood?"

"Got it, senior. You can..." Rest assured.

Before Jin Yang could finish, Tang Hao had vanished from sight.

Out of caution, Jin Yang did not open the bundle to inspect its contents. He simply set it on the floor.

From the sounds and the feel of it, he could make a rough guess at what was inside.

But what if he was wrong?

Jin Yang valued his life far too much to take that chance.

Tang Hao really is something. He insists on making me deliver Tang San's things for him. What a pain.

Jin Yang only dared complain inwardly. If Tang Hao heard him say it aloud, the Tang family's hereditary pettiness would surely make trouble for him.

After changing clothes, Jin Yang carried the things Tang Hao had given him to Dorm Seven.

Just as he was about to arrive, he ran into Xiao Wu, who was also on her way back.

The two walked to the entrance of Dorm Seven together.

In truth, Jin Yang and Xiao Wu got along reasonably well. They were familiar strangers.

After all, Jin Yang had never hit or scolded Xiao Wu, and when they crossed paths, he sometimes greeted her without thinking.

So Xiao Wu's impression of Jin Yang was fairly good.

"I don't know if Tang San is still in Dorm Seven. If you want to find him, you might need to come earlier."

When Xiao Wu heard that Jin Yang was looking for Tang San, she thought he meant to beat him up again.

But Jin Yang said someone had asked him to deliver something to Tang San.

She did not know whether that was true, but she saw no reason for Jin Yang to lie about it.

With Jin Yang's strength, if he wanted to bully Tang San, he could do it in an instant.

Xiao Wu had the key to Dorm Seven. Jin Yang followed her inside.

Tang San was sitting on his bed, cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

The moment Xiao Wu opened the door, Tang San knew she had returned.

But he heard another set of footsteps.

Tang San hurriedly opened his eyes and found himself face-to-face with Jin Yang, the last person he wanted to see.