At that critical instant.
A hand suddenly clamped onto Flender's raised arm.
"Stop!!!"
The voice nearly cracked.
He whipped his head around impatiently, his brow brimming with irritation.
"Xiaogang! What are you doing? Don't stop me! This brat is too arrogant. If I don't teach him a lesson, in the future..."
As part of the Golden Iron Triangle, he, Flender, had roamed the continent unchallenged for so many years.
He had merely become an academy dean, not died!
He still had some pride!
Yet before Flender could finish speaking.
He froze in bewilderment.
Because he saw Yu Xiaogang's face.
Pale, utterly bloodless, with great beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead.
Those dispirited eyes were now wide as saucers.
Filled with terror!
It was an extreme terror that seeped deep into the marrow.
"Have you gone mad, Flender?! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"
Yu Xiaogang had not opened his mouth to shout.
He used Sound Transmission, sending his voice in secret.
"Flender! Calm down! Those two children are surnamed Tang!"
"Do you understand?"
Flender faltered, the fury in his mind briefly stalling.
Tang?
There were countless people surnamed Tang on the Douluo Continent. Surely they couldn't be...
Yu Xiaogang's warning thundered into his mind again:
"Flender, listen carefully..."
Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled, every word seeming to drain all the strength from his body:
"The father behind them... is Tang Hao!"
"That god of slaughter who, with one man and one hammer, beat Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff half to death and slaughtered until several Titled Douluos trembled in fear-Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao!"
Boom!!!
The instant he heard the words "Clear Sky Douluo."
Flender's imposing aura was like a punctured balloon.
With a "pfft," it deflated completely in an instant.
His entire body instantly