After figuring all this out, Huo Yuhao felt much more at ease. These people's hostility toward him hardly mattered. He was going to kill them anyway.
But he couldn't turn a blind eye to Tang San's mockery.
Seeing Tang San call just anyone his father, Huo Yuhao sneered and said, "Brother, our dad isn't dead yet, and you're already rushing to find yourself another one."
"Yuhao, what did you say?" Tang San flew into a rage.
Without a doubt, Huo Yuhao had hit him where it hurt.
Huo Yuhao scratched his head and looked at Tang San innocently. "I'm just telling the truth. Our dad really isn't dead yet."
"You!"
Furious, Tang San was about to step forward and argue with Huo Yuhao, but Yu Xiaogang suddenly interrupted him.
"All right, all right. Today's a happy occasion. Come with me. Once we've finished your enrollment paperwork, your teacher has a few things to ask you."
"Yes, Teacher!"
"Oh!"
Inside Yu Xiaogang's room at Nuoding Academy.
After completing their enrollment paperwork, Yu Xiaogang shut the door tight and drew the curtains.
"Little San, Tang Yuhao, show me your second martial souls so I can plan your development."
Tang San nodded obediently, and a silver hammer appeared in his hand.
He trusted Yu Xiaogang completely, so naturally, he had nothing to hide.
The instant the martial soul appeared, Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened.
"It's actually the Clear Sky Hammer?"
"Blue silver grass and the Clear Sky Hammer? You're that man's children?"
Tang San: ?
"Teacher, what's the Clear Sky Hammer?"
Yu Xiaogang gave him a long, searching look. Once he realized Tang San truly knew nothing about his own background, he quickly shut his mouth.
Tang Hao was his idol, after all-the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent.
Since his idol