Tang Wulin Tried Not to Laugh

The cocoon gradually faded, and Tang Wulin's and Huo Yuhao's awareness slowly returned.

"What happened?"

A faint golden light appeared in Tang Wulin's eyes. His mind felt suddenly clear, and his spiritual power seemed to have grown considerably.

Meanwhile, in Huo Yuhao's spiritual space, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm lay sprawled on the ground, his plump body motionless as he stared blankly at the five orbs of light in the sky.

"How could this happen..."

"Waaah..."

"What a terrible loss."

As soon as Huo Yuhao entered, he saw the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm crying and hurriedly asked what had happened.

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm wriggled over and tearfully explained. To give Huo Yuhao some say in the matter so he could take revenge with his own hands one day, he had been ready to step in himself. But before he could act, a power within Tang Wulin had "robbed" him, snatching away half of his ten sealed orbs of power.

The only upside was that the other side had perhaps decided to stop while it was ahead and left Huo Yuhao control over a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

"Thank you, Sister Tian Meng."

Huo Yuhao blinked and hugged the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm. He had suffered such a heavy loss for Huo Yuhao's sake.

Elsewhere, Tang Wulin also noticed the five orbs hanging high in his spiritual space and received the information his father passed on after "rising from the dead" once more.

Tang San did not tell Tang Wulin that he had fleeced Huo Yuhao for them. That would have meant explaining a heap of other things. He simply told Tang Wulin how to use them and raised his First Soul Ring to over 5,600 years.

It was quite a boost. Its speed increase had risen from fifty percent to one hundred percent, and the range within which he could teleport accurately had grown as well.

The cocoon finally vanished, revealing Tang Wulin and Huo Yuhao in each other's arms before everyone.

Huo Yuhao immediately noticed three tall, burly figures standing nearby. One was Mu En, whom he had met before. His face flushed bright red, and he let go, standing stiffly where he was.

Tang Wulin came to his senses too. When he saw his uncles Da Ming and Er Ming, his face turned as red as a cooked shrimp.

"Hello, Uncle Da Ming, Uncle Er Ming, Elder Mu."

Having been through this once before, Tang Wulin quickly lost his blush and greeted them obediently.

"Wulin, who exactly are you?"

Before anyone could answer, Wang Dong's resentful voice rang out. Her once-lively eyes were now filled with grief and pain.

One look at Wang Dong's expression told Tang Wulin that the secret was out. But his father had told him not to say anything...

Tang Wulin knew nothing of Tang San's outrageous schemes, so he had no idea that Wang Dong had long resented the parents who had flown off and left her behind. That resentment had reached its peak when her two foster fathers came to visit Tang Wulin.

Da Ming waved a hand and set up a Soundproof Barrier around the two of them. This was, after all, a family matter, and much of it was not fit for the people of the continent to hear.

Tang Wulin and Wang Dong went off to talk privately, leaving Huo Yuhao standing there at a loss. All three men turned their eyes on him, and Sister Tian Meng dropped a warning—"They're all powerful, Yuhao. Be careful"—before hiding again. Huo Yuhao could only stiffly raise a hand and wave, greeting them as Tang Wulin had.

"Big Brother, I'm your younger brother."

Tang Wulin's face fell. He had wanted to acknowledge his sister long ago. (What? I said I wanted Huo Yuhao to be my sister? I never said that.)

But his father had given him orders, so he had been stuck calling her Big Brother and Second Brother.

"What do you mean, you're my younger brother? Wulin, if you don't explain yourself, I won't acknowledge you as my third brother."

Wang Dong's heart tightened slightly as she spoke, her voice brimming with anger.

"Big Sister, I'm your younger brother from the future."

With no other choice, Tang Wulin apologized in his heart to his sleeping father and began explaining where he had come from.

"What do you mean, you came to this time from ten thousand years in the future?"

"What do you mean, my father is called Tang San and my mother is called Xiao Wu?"

"What do you mean, my name is Tang Wutong?"

"What do you mean, we're biological siblings born more than ten thousand years apart?"

The more Wang Dong heard, the more dumbfounded she became. It was as though a bucket of cold water had doused her anger, leaving only blank ashes behind.

Her mind felt as if it had been bombarded. She could no longer think at all and stood there in a daze.

Seeing the bewilderment on his sister's face, Tang Wulin felt a pang of heartache.

From what they had shared, Tang Wulin could roughly guess that his father had sealed his sister's memories, then sent her down to the mortal world to be raised by their two uncles.

He even wondered whether his sister was really their parents' child. Otherwise, why hadn't she grown up in the Divine Realm? Why send her down to the mortal world to while away her days? His uncles had never mentioned any danger surrounding her.

Tang Wulin quickly reproached himself. How could he think such things about his own parents?

After a moment's thought, Tang Wulin hugged Wang Dong just as he had hugged Huo Yuhao. He loved hugs most of all, because in an embrace, he could quietly feel his family's love for him.

Tang Wulin's embrace finally set Wang Dong's mind working again. She thought of the parents her foster fathers always said were busy, and of why the two of them had come to Shrek Academy. Countless clues fell into place. That suspicion seemed to be true—

Her name was Tang Wutong. She was Tang Wulin's older sister, the child raised by her two foster fathers, the biological daughter of Tang San and Xiao Wu.

"Why? Why would they do this to me?"

Tears welled in Wang Dong's eyes. Hot drops fell heavily onto Tang Wulin's neck and traced warm trails down his skin.

Tang Wulin had been gently patting Wang Dong's back with a sympathetic expression. Then his face suddenly turned strange. He wanted to laugh but could not, so his features twisted and his body kept trembling.

Wang Dong was still grieving, but she soon noticed something was wrong with Tang Wulin.

She abruptly pulled away, gripped his shoulders with both hands, and stared at him through tear-blurred eyes.

"Little brother, you're actually laughing at me!"

Now she was going to get angry!!!

"I'm not laughing. I really am not."

Tang Wulin hurriedly denied it. If he had laughed, he would not be suffering so much from holding it in.

The truth was, Tang San had just "risen from the dead" again and told Tang Wulin why his sister had come to Douluo Continent. It was nothing like what Tang Wulin had imagined.

But Tang San had told Tang Wulin not to let his sister know he was inside him. Otherwise, she would cause a huge fuss.

Tang Wulin did not understand, but he decided to keep that information to himself. He had already let his father down once; he absolutely could not do it again.

"Tell me! Why are you laughing at me?"

Wang Dong bared her claws. She had been angry, but then she felt there was no point taking it out on Tang Wulin. This was the adults' fault. What could her six-year-old biological brother from the future know?

"I remembered Father once telling me why you came to Douluo Continent."

"You were too mischievous. You wanted to come to Douluo Continent yourself."

Tang Wulin smiled as he gave her the reason, leaving Wang Dong frozen like a statue.