"So, taking everything into account, Daddy is more inclined to believe that you really did lose to the Galaxy Fleet, and that they did this to drive a wedge between you, preventing the Shrek Team from working together as one."
"But how could such a crude scheme possibly escape the eyes of the Clear Sky Douluo!"
Tang Hao sounded as though Yu Dashi had possessed him, his analysis coherent and convincing.
"Daddy."
"Xiao San."
The father and son, Tang San and Tang Hao, could not help embracing each other. Tang San basked in that daddy smell coming from Tang Hao.
Yes, the kind wafting from his armpits...
After another moment, Tang San pulled out of Tang Hao's embrace and said, "Daddy, does that mean you agree to let me cultivate my Clear Sky Hammer?"
Tang Hao gave Tang San a long, searching look before replying, "Xiao San, you want to cultivate your Clear Sky Hammer for Xiao Wu and Xiao Wei, don't you?"
Tang San nodded without saying anything, because he felt that his daddy, the Clear Sky Douluo who shared his particular tastes, would understand what he was thinking.
Xiao Wu, his sworn younger sister, and Tang Xuanwei, his biological younger sister-two little sisters should have meant twice the happiness.
Yet now, they brought Tang San twice the pain instead.
The root of the problem was Tang San's lack of strength. Mere blue silver grass, a trash martial soul, could not possibly protect his two little sisters.
Tang San had guessed correctly. Tang Hao understood his meaning instantly. But Tang San was his hope for revenge, so, with his own interests in mind, Tang Hao asked one last time.
"Are you really sure you want to do this? You should know that you're burning through your potential. You won't