Tang Hao?

Tang San walked over to the window and gently pushed it open a crack.

There was no one outside.

He swept the area with his Purple Demon Eye, but discovered nothing.

He could not sense any lingering presence, either.

But he had definitely seen someone outside...

Either it was someone skilled at concealing himself, or an expert whose cultivation had reached a profound level.

What would someone like that want with spying on that useless Gang while he was having his injuries treated?

Especially since they had only returned in the middle of the night...

A trace of wariness inevitably rose in Tang San's heart.

Could that useless Gang have some rivals or enemies in the city?

Him, of all people?

With that wariness hanging over him, Tang San stood guard in the Clinic, not daring to close his eyes all night...

After finishing their meal, Ye Fan and Xiao Wu strolled down the path toward Nuoding Academy.

Xiao Wu rubbed her slightly rounded belly with both hands, satisfaction written all over her face.

If Ye Fan had been a little taller and bigger, walking beside her would inevitably have earned him some dirty looks.

The passing pedestrians were already looking at them strangely.

Seeing this, Ye Fan hurriedly led Xiao Wu down a deserted side path.

"Ah~ I'm so stuffed. Sister Xiao Wu has never eaten this much in her life."

"You weren't getting enough to eat before? Then who spent all my money?" Ye Fan asked irritably.

"Sister Xiao Wu was speaking figuratively, okay? Can stuffing yourself with ordinary food even compare to stuffing yourself with fancy food?"

Xiao Wu glanced back at the restaurant, reluctant to leave it behind.

"If I could eat this well every day, Sister Xiao Wu would even be willing to live in the Villa!"

Ye Fan suddenly realized that unless he found a way to make money, he might not even be able to afford to feed this rabbit...

After giving it some thought, he looked at Xiao Wu solemnly and said, "If you want to eat this well every day, you'll have to work hard on your cultivation."

"Why?"

Xiao Wu tilted her head.

What did cultivation have to do with eating well?

Faced with Xiao Wu's puzzled gaze, Ye Fan began explaining things to her.

"What you ate today cost two Gold Soul Coins. That's half a month's salary for Deacon Su Yuntao, but..."

Ye Fan shifted gears and raised one finger.

"Do you know how much Su Yuntao gets each month as a Soul Grandmaster in Soul Master subsidies?

Ten Gold Soul Coins! Nine more than we get!

And that's only the subsidy for a Soul Grandmaster. Once you cultivate to Soul Elder, the subsidy is a hundred Gold Soul Coins."

"Now tell me, does cultivation have anything to do with eating well?"

"Yes, yes!"

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up at his words, and she nodded furiously.

At the same time, she was already doing the calculations in her head.

If she and Ye Fan were both Soul Elders, they would get two hundred Gold Soul Coins a month.

At the price of today's meal, they could eat like that a hundred times a month!

Just as Xiao Wu was happily imagining her wonderful future...

An overwhelming, domineering pressure suddenly descended.

Caught off guard, Xiao Wu and Ye Fan were instantly forced to the ground.

This power... came from a Titled Douluo!?

The moment Xiao Wu felt that familiar oppressive force, all her strength drained away. She barely managed to brace herself on her arms to keep from lying flat on the ground.

Could it be that I've been discovered?

That realization filled her with terror, and her whole body trembled.

Ye Fan frowned and gritted his teeth, trying to stand.

But that pressure was utterly domineering, giving him no chance to resist.

Every time he tried to rise, the pressure grew a little heavier.

Seeing this, Ye Fan quickly reinforced the concealment around Xiao Wu with another layer.

Then Ye Fan instantly activated Martial Soul Possession to resist the pressure.

Once his Martial Soul Possession was complete, pale golden runes appeared beside the corners of his mouth.

A purple Soul Ring instantly lit up beneath his feet.

Struggling against the pressure, Ye Fan slowly and laboriously unleashed his Soul Skill.

"Here... oppressive pressure... is forbidden!"

As Ye Fan unleashed his Soul Skill, pale golden ripples surged outward.

Where those ripples passed, the invisible pressure actually melted away like snow in spring.

"Hm?"

A slightly surprised voice rang out in the darkness.

Clearly, he had not expected someone with only one ring to break through his pressure.

Then...

"Hmph..."

A cold snort rang out, and an even heavier pressure erupted, tearing straight through Ye Fan's Prohibition.

"Urgh!"

With his Prohibition forcibly shattered, Ye Fan suffered a backlash.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the pressure crushed him back down.

"Ye Fan!"

Seeing Ye Fan injured, Xiao Wu forgot her fear and scrambled over to his side, supporting him by the arm.

But beneath that overwhelming power, they had no chance to resist at all.

Only after a while did the source of that pressure slowly appear.

A man wearing a loose cloak slowly emerged at the mouth of the alley.

He floated two meters above the ground, drawing closer to them.

At the sight, both Ye Fan's and Xiao Wu's hearts lurched.

Flying above the ground?

Was he... a Titled Douluo?!

As the man approached...

Nine Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet, one after another.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

The last scarlet Soul Ring was particularly striking.

Xiao Wu was all too familiar with it.

That was a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!

She thought she had been discovered... a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

She was going to die on a full stomach!

But...

Looking at the newcomer, Ye Fan recognized him instantly.

A Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, here in Nuoding City-the man's identity could not have been more obvious.

Heh.

Well, well, Tang Hao.

Once he knew it was Tang Hao, Ye Fan actually felt much less panicked.

Though he had no idea what this bastard hoped to achieve with this stunt... when it came to Tang Hao, he had a surefire way to win.

With that thought, Ye Fan moved directly in front of Xiao Wu, shielding her body from view.

"Senior, as a Titled Douluo, don't you think bullying two children is utterly shameless?

What exactly have we done to offend you?"

At the same time, he began reassuring Xiao Wu in his thoughts, revealing the man's identity.

*[A Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring... this guy is Tang San's father! What does that bastard Tang Hao want with us all of a sudden?

I've concealed Xiao Wu's aura very well. There's no way she should have been discovered...]*

Tang Hao...

After hearing Ye Fan's thoughts, anger immediately rose in Xiao Wu's heart.

Was he the man Ye Fan said would cause her to sacrifice herself in the future?

He had come this soon?

Why?

Tang Hao saw the anger on their faces, but it did not arouse his suspicion.

He merely thought that although these two little brats were highly talented, they had no real guile.

Everything they thought was written all over their faces.

Tang Hao looked at Ye Fan, his gaze narrowing slightly, and a hoarse voice emerged from beneath his cloak.

"Boy, you certainly have guts... but casually provoking a Titled Douluo is hardly a wise move."

With that, the pressure Tang Hao released grew several degrees stronger.