In a certain grove.
A hundred li from Spirit City.
After taking a savage beating from Lin Qian and crashing into a wall, Tang San had been knocked unconscious. His injuries were severe, and he still had not woken up.
Tang Hao, off to the side, looked miserable too. His entanglements with Lin Qian lately had piled injuries upon injuries, and Light Feather Douluo had shot him with an arrow as he fled Spirit City. Blood streamed from the wound.
Thanks to the same person, father and son were both in a wretched state. Had they known that song, they would surely have sung together at the top of their lungs: "Snowflakes flutter, the north wind moans~"
"Dad!"
Just as Tang Hao was working himself into the right mood, Tang San slowly regained consciousness and cried out excitedly. The movement tugged at his wounds. His face turned deathly pale, and he was forced to lie flat like a corpse again.
Tang Hao tried to help him up, only to pull at the arrow wound in his abdomen and suck in a sharp breath of pain. Even their injuries were so neatly matched. Truly father and son!
After they stared at each other for a long while, the stronger Tang Hao recovered his breath first and explained, "Lin Qian broke your External Soul Bone. It'll need time to repair itself. Your other wounds are deep too, so don't move around."
"Lin Qian..." The thought of him sent Tang San's heart pounding with dread. "After being strengthened by two Man Faced Demon Spiders, the Eight Spider Lances were already incredibly tough, yet he snapped them with his bare hands. How terrifying! Is he even human?"
Yes, indeed. In Tang San's mind, a certain someone had already become something inhuman, an existence bordering