Dai Mubai continued, "Once this tournament ends, we'll officially graduate. Zhu Zhuqing and I will return to the Star Luo Empire. Bring Xiao Wu and come with us."
"I've now earned the right to compete openly with my eldest brother for the throne. And in the Star Luo Empire, not only do we have the Rouge Pavilion's influence, but our imperial family is far more powerful than the Heaven Dou Empire's. Spirit Hall wouldn't dare pressure you."
"Xiao San, I really don't want to hear that you've died one day."
Dai Mubai had not come merely to check on Tang San.
He also hoped to draw Tang Hao and Tang San, father and son, into his camp.
Yes, not the Star Luo Empire's camp, but Dai Mubai's own camp.
The difference needed no explanation.
With Tang Hao and Tang the Rabbit-Fucker supporting him, Dai Mubai's position as Crown Prince would truly be secure.
Even if Tang San's talent for twin martial souls had been crippled, and even cultivating had become a problem.
He could still fuck, after all. As long as he could fuck, he could pass down his bloodline.
Who knew? Perhaps the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul would bear the surname Dai in the future.
Tang San's identity had long since ceased to be a secret. After all, Tang Hao had instructed Dai Mubai and the others for over a year. If Dai Mubai still hadn't figured it out, he might as well find a block of tofu and bash himself to death against it.
Previously, Dai Mubai had never thought of winning Tang Hao and Tang San over because he had been nothing more than a useless bum, eating his fill and waiting to die.
Now, however, he was someone with a very real chance of ascending