"Xiao San, I know you have a lot of questions. But I can't explain that feeling either. Once you open some jars yourself, you'll understand."
"Come on. We don't have much time."
Tang Hao spoke softly, pulling Tang San toward the shop.
Yet Tang San was still deeply reluctant.
If there weren't any risks, I wouldn't object to opening jars. But we've already been discovered, so why are we still opening them? Open a damned Clear Sky Hammer instead!
Besides, I have the Tang Sect Secret Arts. As long as I devote myself to cultivation, sooner or later I'll reach the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent. Why would I need any other fortuitous opportunities?
Tang San thought little of the miraculous items inside the jars.
He thought risking their lives to open them was even less worthwhile.
In his opinion, fleeing the Spirit Hall now was the wise move.
But he had no choice.
No matter how Tang San resisted, Tang Hao kept dragging him along.
"Hello, Boss. I'm back to open more jars."
After entering the shop, Tang Hao was the first to speak.
At the same time, he circulated his Soul Power, restoring his disguised face to its original appearance.
Did he really cultivate the Sunflower Manual? Watching that face gradually change from resolute to soft and feminine, Lin Xiao formed a suspicion.
Combined with the rumors he had heard earlier, he felt he was almost certainly right.
"Tang Hao, I recognize you."
Lin Xiao spoke calmly.
He also noticed a boy accompanying Tang Hao.
Realizing that Lin Xiao's gaze had shifted to Tang San, Tang Hao hastily said, "This is my son, Tang San."
As he spoke, he pulled Tang San in front of him. "Xiao San, greet him."
"Greetings, Boss Lin. I'm Tang San."
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