"This is... the Clear Sky Hammer! My son has twin martial souls! He actually has twin martial souls!"
Tang Richao's face was putting on a Sichuan Opera face-changing performance, shifting between joy, anger, and sorrow as all manner of complicated emotions swept across it.
Suddenly, Tang Richao spread his powerful arms and pulled Tang San tightly into his embrace. With his soul power too low to bear the Clear Sky Hammer's weight, Tang San feared it would fall on him or Tang Richao, so he immediately put it away.
Though Tang Richao was unkempt, looked like a beggar, and reeked of sweat, our "protagonist," Tang San, savored the moment immensely. This was the first time Tang Richao had hugged him, and his first taste of so-called fatherly love.
"San, tell me, do you want to become a soul master?" After a long while, Tang Richao finally released Tang San, who had nearly been suffocated by his body odor.
Tang San froze for a moment, puzzled. Why had Tang Richao's answer been so firm when Old Jack was here earlier, only for him to ask this question now?
Still, Tang San followed his heart. After a brief hesitation, he nodded.
"Very well. Agree to three conditions, and I'll let you attend Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy as a work-study student!" Tang Hao said flatly.
Having lived in Holy Soul Village for six years, Tang Hao might not have known every last detail about the village, but he at least knew the basics about its work-study arrangement.
Tang San froze again. Why pass up a perfectly good opportunity to join Spirit Hall to become a work-study student at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy?
Although Tang Richao could tell what Tang San was thinking, he offered no explanation and continued, "First, without my