"Uncle Tai, please don't do this. You're giving this junior far too much honor."
Tang Yin hurriedly helped Tai Tan up.
In the original story, Tang San had called Tai Tan Grandpa Tai, but Tang Yin took issue with that form of address. After all, Tai Tan was his old man's servant. There was no reason to elevate him by a generation.
If he called him Grandpa, wouldn't that knock Tang Hao down a generation?
Calling him Uncle Tai was already giving him plenty of face.
Tang Yin's efforts to win over the Strength Clan went exceedingly smoothly.
The moment he revealed his age and cultivation, Tai Tan's knees went weak.
Not a single member of the Strength Clan remained unconvinced.
Damn it all, a twelve-year-old Soul King, with an incomparably lavish soul ring configuration and the exceedingly rare gift of twin martial souls-who would dare refuse to submit to a monster like that?
As long as they could protect him until he matured, becoming a Peerless Douluo would be as natural as water flowing into a channel.
Wasn't following a master like him far better than following that decrepit old man Tang Hao?
At least Tai Nuo and his son Tai Long weren't as unwaveringly loyal to Tang Hao as Tai Tan was. They were more willing to follow the extraordinarily gifted Tang Yin and his sister.
"From this day forth, our Strength Clan shall be the Tang Sect's Strength Hall. This old servant pays his respects to the Sect Master."
Tang Yin had only just helped him to his feet.
After thumping his chest and declaring his allegiance, Tai Tan immediately dropped to his knees before him again.
Seeing this, the other members of the Strength Clan hurriedly followed suit.
Black lines practically sprouted across Tang Yin's forehead.