Zang Xin's mouth twitched, and he suddenly said irritably,
"Enough, enough, I surrender! I believe you now!"
As he spoke, the silver longsword in his hand suddenly turned into specks of starlight and dissipated into the air. He took two steps back, putting a little distance between himself and Tang Wulin.
Tang Wulin's eyes lit up. "Then can my identity problem be resolved?"
"Mm."
Zang Xin rubbed his wrist and stared at him in disbelief.
"You're this strong, yet you still need our Tang Sect to help deal with identity issues? Honestly, if you really wanted to cause trouble, no one could stop you."
Tang Wulin shrugged.
"I don't want to cause trouble. I still want to live a peaceful life."
"I see."
Zang Xin sighed.
"Understood. Starting tomorrow, the two of you will both be members of Douluo Hall. Leave the identity proof and everything else to us. It should all be ready for you by tomorrow morning."
"Thank you."
"What's there to thank me for? You're one of us in the Tang Sect now. It's only right to do this small favor for family members."
Zang Xin stretched lazily, then his gaze turned sharp again.
"Now, let's discuss what really matters."
As he spoke, his gaze shifted from Tang Wulin to Huo Yutong.
"Little girl, have you confirmed your identity these past few days?"
Since what Tang Wulin had said was true, it meant Huo Yutong's identity was most likely just as everyone had guessed.
Huo Yutong naturally understood what he meant. After hesitating slightly, she nodded gently.
"Mm. I believe I am your Spirit Ice Douluo."
"As expected..."
Zang Xin held his head, looking as though he had a headache.
"I never thought our ancestor would come to our era. This really is..."
He did not doubt