Six years later, Holy Soul Village.
Dawn had barely broken when a thin, frail boy walked out of a blacksmith's shop at the entrance to Holy Soul Village.
His feet flew, each stride carrying him a considerable distance. Before long, he had left Holy Soul Village and run to a small hill far from it.
After that figure disappeared, another boy emerged from the blacksmith's shop. He was just as thin, but handsome, and his eyes shone brilliantly, as though they could see through everything.
Six years had passed since Huo Yuhao transmigrated into this world. After those six years, he finally understood exactly what kind of life Tang San had lived in the past.
Tang Hao was an utter waste of space.
He could not even protect his own wife. The Blue Silver Emperor had sacrificed herself solely so that the two brothers could survive, yet once they survived, Tang Hao paid them no attention.
By the time they turned three, he simply stopped caring altogether and left the two of them to fend for themselves.
How was that any different from Dai Hao, the White Tiger Duke of his world? It was no different at all.
He also thought Tang San was stupid enough.
Despite possessing powerful lightness skills and internal energy, he did not even think to catch a few wild animals for food. Huo Yuhao could easily manage it himself, yet Tang San spent every day doing nothing but cooking and drinking porridge.
As a result, he was malnourished too, just as scrawny as Tang San. With his abilities, catching a few wild animals would have been a breeze. Unfortunately, he did not want to expose himself.
Tang San was also a transmigrator, so even the faintest clue might alert him to something unusual. Huo Yuhao