The moon was dark and the wind high. A fierce gust suddenly rose.
A black figure slowly emerged from behind the severed tree. Black clothes shrouded his entire body, and even his head was covered by a black hood. Judging by his build, he was a tall, imposing man.
The Black-Robed Man walked toward Xiao Yan, trailing a long shadow in the moonlight. Xiao Yan, however, stared straight at him without a trace of fear.
"Heh." The Black-Robed Man sneered, then pulled back his hood, revealing a drowsy-looking face. He was Tang Hao, who had secretly followed Tang San for days. The darkness of the night lent his features a cold, forbidding edge.
"Why did you treat Little San so viciously? He's your younger brother!" Tang Hao demanded, unable to hide his disappointment.
At his words, a deathly silence enveloped the entire forest. After a long silence, Xiao Yan suddenly took a forceful step forward. That single step instantly made Tang Hao tense from head to toe. Faint azure flames began curling into view, flickering in and out of sight.
"Why? He wanted to kill me. Why should I keep giving way to him?" Slowly raising his head to look at Tang Hao, who might attack him at any moment, Xiao Yan frowned slightly. Then his taut body relaxed a little, and he said evenly, "I already held back. Anyone else wouldn't have lived to see today."
In truth, Xiao Yan did not want to fall out with Tang Hao completely. Quite apart from Tang Hao being a powerful Titled Douluo, in Xiao Yan's heart, although Tang Hao had never liked him, he was still his "father."
Although Xiao Yan had never accepted Tang Hao as his father, he believed that his body, hair, and skin were gifts from his