"Xu Ran, you're underhanded. You really are underhanded. An ordinary person probably wouldn't be able to do anything about you. But there's one thing you'll probably never imagine: I'm not a native of the Douluo Continent. I'm a transmigrator, and my strength can't be judged by cultivation alone. Once my hidden weapons come out, you're certain to die." Tang San clenched his fists and climbed up from the ground. In his hand was a black hidden-weapon case a foot long.
If he used his hidden weapons, what would Xu Ran amount to?
Besides, in his earlier fury, he hadn't even released his Martial Soul. If he went all out, how could he possibly be no match for Xu Ran? However strong Xu Ran was, he couldn't be stronger than him.
Tang San stood up and looked around, then immediately sighed in relief.
Fortunately, this street was rather deserted, and no one had seen his disgraceful display just now. If it had been a bustling street, word of his being made to wear a cuckold's green hat would probably have spread like wildfire through Nuoding City by now. In that case, he truly would have no face left to show himself in Nuoding City.
No matter where it happened, being made a cuckold was deeply humiliating for a man. Even if he were a rank ninety-nine Titled Douluo, everyone would still mock him for wearing a cuckold's green hat.
"Hmph, Xu Ran, once Xiao Wu is in a better mood, I'll come looking for you again. Then I'll show you what cruelty means. Some people aren't yours to provoke." Tang San took a deep breath, cupped the green hat on his head, and tried to take it off and smash it to pieces.
Yet no matter how hard Tang San pulled, the green hat seemed glued to his head. He simply couldn't remove it.
It's over. It's over.
Tang San's heart lurched. He could accept being made to wear a cuckold's green hat as long as no one else saw it. But if he couldn't take it off, he would truly be finished. Was he supposed to spend his entire life with this green hat on his head?
At that thought, Tang San trembled all over, and even his face turned green. He couldn't believe that this would be his life.
If he went out onto the street wearing a green hat from now on, he would draw countless stares. Everyone would know he had been cuckolded.
"No. Impossible. This is just an ordinary hat. How could it be impossible to take off?" Tang San shuddered violently. He couldn't help releasing his Martial Soul, trying everything in his power to remove the green hat.
Several thick Blue Silver Vines grew out of his hands, swept toward the green hat on his head, and tugged hard at it.
But just as before, there was no response. Only searing pain.
After a long while, he felt as though his scalp was about to be torn off. But the hat seemed glued to his head, impossible to remove no matter what he did. Unless he tore off his scalp along with it, it would never come off.
"Why won't it come off? It's like it's glued to my head."
"Xu Ran! Aaargh! What exactly did you do to me?"
"I'll make you repay the humiliation I suffered today a hundredfold!"
Tang San's legs gave way, and he sprawled on the ground, roaring with all his might. His face bore a look of ashen despair. He could even imagine how miserable his days ahead would be. Boundless murderous intent filled Tang San's eyes. It was bad enough that Xu Ran had ruined his relationship with Xiao Wu and wanted to steal his woman. He had even put a cuckold's green hat on him, and the hat was permanent-it couldn't even be taken off.
This was going too far.
"Right, there's still Teacher. Teacher should be able to help me," Tang San said in a trembling voice. Right now, his teacher was the only person he could rely on. If even his teacher had no solution, he truly wouldn't know what to do.
He took off his undershirt and wrapped his head tightly in it, keeping every trace of green hidden.
Then he raced madly toward Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.
Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.
At that moment, Yu Xiaogang held a classic in his hands, reading it carefully. Small, graceful handwriting annotated the contents of the book. Looking at those letters, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help picturing a figure of unparalleled elegance.
It was a woman whose beauty could topple cities and kingdoms. She wore a luxurious black robe edged with gold patterns, the Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown on her head, and held a scepter about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems. Her features were almost perfect, and the noble, sacred presence she unconsciously exuded inspired worship, making one want to kneel beneath her long skirts.
Recalling that figure, Yu Xiaogang revealed a trace of infatuation.
A woman of such peerless elegance, with a body as ripe as a honey peach-just looking at her made him want to hold her in his arms and lavish affection on her. Moreover, she was the Supreme Pontiff, her status unsurpassed, nobler even than the emperors of the two great empires. Holding such a woman in his arms and doting on her would give him an even greater sense of accomplishment.
"Dong'er, don't blame me for being heartless. Look, didn't I hurry to arrange a breakup with Erlong as soon as I heard that bastard Qian Xunji had died? I haven't seen her even once all these years, just to show you how I feel. Once that old fossil Qian Daoliu dies, I'll come to you." Yu Xiaogang murmured, a smile appearing on his face.
Back then, he had thought he would never have a chance to be with Bibi Dong, so he had gotten together with his younger paternal cousin, Liu Erlong, to fight for control of the Golden Iron Triangle. But he hadn't expected Qian Xunji to die so soon. With another chance before him, he naturally wouldn't stay with Liu Erlong.
Although Erlong was also beautiful, and her looks alone were in no way inferior to Bibi Dong's, Bibi Dong was the Supreme Pontiff. Once he became the Supreme Pontiff's man, who under heaven would dare call him useless? Everyone would regard him with reverence then. It was just that Qian Daoliu wasn't dead yet, so going to Bibi Dong now would be courting death. He would at least have to wait until Bibi Dong reached rank ninety-nine before it would be safe to go to her.
Liu Erlong's figure surfaced in his mind again. He hadn't gone to see her even once all these years. After so many years apart, her already stunning figure should have become even more voluptuous and mature. Unfortunately, her status fell far short of Bibi Dong's.
"But I'll think about those things later. If little San's talent is outstanding and he becomes the strongest on the continent, then as his teacher, I'll truly be able to wash away the label of useless. Tang San has a grudge against Bibi Dong, so she might die then. In that case, I'll be with Erlong and devote myself to training Tang San." Yu Xiaogang spoke softly, unable to help feeling rather pleased with himself.
Tang San had Twin Martial Souls and a chance to become the strongest in the future. This was also what he looked forward to most. After all, being able to train a powerhouse would prove that he truly was the foremost authority on theory. The only pity was that the breathtakingly beautiful Bibi Dong might be killed by Tang San. He had never truly possessed Bibi Dong yet. If she died, his heart would ache a little too.
Bibi Dong also had Twin Martial Souls, and she was the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall. In the future, she would certainly move against people like Tang Hao and Tang San.
But no matter who won, he wouldn't lose out. After all, he hadn't truly made his position clear to either Bibi Dong or Liu Erlong. No matter what happened in the future, he could be the winner.
"Whether your teacher's wife ends up being Erlong or Bibi Dong will depend on you, little San," Yu Xiaogang murmured. He looked forward to Tang San growing stronger. That would give him a greater sense of accomplishment. If he merely became the Supreme Pontiff's husband, people would probably curse him behind his back for living off a woman. That wasn't a pleasant label.
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