Tang San's obsessive expression at that moment made Xiao Wu begin to suspect that once he learned her identity, she would become nothing more than his reserve Soul Ring and Soul Bone.
With Tang Hao, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei-three Titled Douluo in all-appearing in Nuoding City, Xiao Wu dared not gamble on Tang San's humanity, much less on the certainty that those three Titled Douluo would never return. Withdrawing in time therefore became her best choice.
After Tang San finished cultivating, he spotted the little note beside his bed at once.
I've gone home. We might never see each other again. Bye-bye-Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu had even drawn a chibi rabbit's head at the bottom of the note to show that it had indeed been written by her.
"Why?" Tang San stared at the note, a trace of bewilderment flashing through his eyes. "Did I do something wrong? Or do you no longer want to spend time with me because I lost a finger and became a cripple?"
The bewilderment on his face soon turned into resentment, along with an understanding of the treachery of human hearts.
Ever since he lost a finger, people at Nuoding Academy would glance at his hand from time to time, pity appearing on their faces.
"See him? That's Tang San."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. How pitiful. He's missing a finger."
"He's got more problems than a missing finger. Don't forget that his teacher is that Grandmaster."
"Grandmaster? That old swindler who scams his way into free food and drink? He's finished."
Recalling those voices, some pitying and others mocking, he raised both hands and clutched his head, burying his fingers deep in his hair and tearing at it.
The slight pain restored some clarity to him, his eyes having become bloodshot at some point.