Overwhelming sorrow drowned Wang Dong'er's heart.
She could no longer control herself. Bean-sized tears pattered onto the ground.
Even with her hand over her mouth, she still let out muffled sobs.
Though the sound was faint, the two men inside the Main Hall were no ordinary people. Both were among the Douluo Continent's greatest experts. Such a distinct disturbance could not escape their ears.
"Who's outside?"
Tai Tan roared, his entire body turning into a black shadow as he shot outside the Sect Hall.
He raised his palm, ready to slap the sneaking little thief outside the door to death.
"Dong'er, why is it you?"
When he saw that the person peeking outside the Main Hall was not a thief but Wang Dong'er, Tai Tan found himself unable to lower his raised hand.
The anger instantly vanished from his rugged face. Seeing Wang Dong'er's pitiful expression, he looked flustered instead.
"Well, Dong'er, when did you get here? How long have you been standing here?"
Tai Tan used his raised hand to scratch his head.
"I... I've been here a long time."
Wang Dong'er fell silent for a moment, then added, "I heard everything I should have heard, and everything I shouldn't have, too. So you've been lying to me all these years. You do know my father."
Ah, well...
Tai Tan's expression froze. Wang Dong'er's words rooted him in place like a petrification spell.
"Ah, Dong'er, at this point, we won't hide it from you anymore. I do know your father."
Just then, Niu Tian came out of the Main Hall, his gaze equally complicated as he looked at Wang Dong'er.
What else could they say now?
They could only tell her the whole truth without holding anything back and try to earn her forgiveness.
"My father... what kind of