"It's you!"
"Dugu Bo!"
Tang Hao's pupils abruptly contracted. He recognized the old man standing in front of the girl.
"Grandpa, you're finally back! This father and son were sneaking around. One look told me they were up to no good."
"After I showed up, they even tried to hurt me."
With Dugu Bo's arrival, Dugu Yan felt as though she had finally found someone to lean on.
All the hurt she had bottled up burst out at once.
Tears swam in her eyes, making her look pitiful and vulnerable.
"Don't be afraid, Yanyan. Grandpa's back now, isn't he?"
"Don't worry. I'll make sure you get justice."
After comforting Dugu Yan, Dugu Bo turned to Tang Hao.
In an instant, his gaze turned ice-cold.
He asked coldly, "Tang Hao, don't you owe me an explanation?"
You actually want an explanation from me?
Don't tell me you expect me to apologize to your granddaughter?
What a joke. Even against someone like Qin Xiao, I never bowed my head. Why would I care about the feelings of a mere rank ninety-two Titled Douluo?
Rage blazed in Tang Hao's heart, and his brows knitted tightly together. Did every rotten fish and stinking shrimp think they could push him around now?
But a moment later, he noticed something unusual beside him.
Tang Hao looked down and found Tang San tugging at the hem of his clothes, shaking his head almost imperceptibly.
He immediately understood what Tang San meant.
He wanted him not to act rashly.
Seeing this, Tang Hao could not help entertaining a few thoughts himself.
Right. If Dugu Bo appeared here, he might well have something to do with the immortal herbs. He might even have harvested them himself...
*I really can't afford to offend Dugu Bo just yet. If I want