Chapter 202: Tang San Awakens

Although Tang Hao and Yu Xiao Gang both thought Fland's idea was a bad idea, after careful consideration they felt it somewhat made sense, and perhaps it could really help Tang San regain confidence.

But saying this made them somewhat reluctant to speak.

The two couldn't help but stare at Fland with burning eyes.

Fland was startled, subconsciously speaking, even forgetting to use the 'bi' sound to form a line, "You guys stop looking at me!"

Then, he shifted his gaze and said to Yu Xiao Gang, "Xiao Gang, you are Tang San's teacher; you should be the one to say this."

"I..." Yu Xiao Gang was momentarily at a loss; by status he was indeed more suitable than Fland, but there was still someone more suitable than him, and his gaze unconsciously flicked toward Tang Hao.

"Huh?" Tang Hao noticed Yu Xiao Gang's gaze and immediately glared back fiercely.

Yu Xiao Gang resentfully withdrew his gaze; he dared not say to Tang Hao, "You are more suitable than I am."

Yu Xiao Gang turned his body and walked a few steps toward Xiao Wu, "Cough cough!"

He coughed once, clearing his throat.

"Master, is there something?" Xiao Wu immediately noticed Yu Xiao Gang, turned and asked.

She was now emotionally stable and no longer shouting, because when she had just flung herself onto Tang San, she sensed his breathing was steady and nothing abnormal, so she relaxed.

"Um... um..." Yu Xiao Gang's face flushed red; he opened his mouth but couldn't get the words out.

This was indeed too difficult for him; although he had once dazzled the two great beauties Bi Bi Dong and Liu Erlong, he was actually still a novice, a novice in his fifties—how could he say such a thing? "Master, what exactly do you want to say?" Xiao Wu frowned slightly, not understanding what Yu Xiao Gang wanted to do; a grown man, so hesitant, not decisive at all—if it weren't for the fact that he is my third brother's teacher, I, Sister Xiao Wu, would have already been impolite.

"Fland, or you say it!" Tang Hao also couldn't stand it; if we let Yu Xiao Gang drag this on, even the yellow flowers would get cold.

"This..." Fland's expression stalled, his face full of bitterness.

"In the end, am I, Fland, the one who has to bear everything?" He couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, Xiao Wu also sensed something was off; she felt these three people before her definitely had something to hide from her, so she asked, "Dean, Uncle Tang, and Master, are you hiding something from me?"

"Xiao Wu, come out; we'll talk outside." Fland was much more straightforward than Yu Xiao Gang, and he directly stepped out of the house.

Xiao Wu became even more puzzled, wondering what couldn't be said indoors; she glanced at Tang Hao and Yu Xiao Gang, but saw nothing on their faces—just two solemn expressions.

She didn't think too much and followed Fland out.

Not long after Fland and Xiao Wu left, Tang San finally opened his eyes.

Tang San's eyes were vacant; just waking up, his mind was still a bit dazed, needing a moment to recover.

But as his memories kept returning, Tang San's expression began to change, gradually becoming ferocious, his eyes filled with hatred.

But just then, he seemed to recall something, not bothering to resent Yu Xiao Gang, he hurriedly sat up, his gaze fixed firmly on his own crotch.

Tang San's eyes were full of panic, his whole body trembling.

"Xiao San! You're awake?"

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Tang Hao and Yu Xiao Gang had already noticed Tang San waking up; seeing him suddenly sit up, they hurriedly asked with concern.

But Tang San showed no reaction to their words at all; his Adam's apple twitched once, and he slowly extended his constantly trembling right hand, slowly moving toward his own crotch.

Yu Xiao Gang had already changed Tang San into a clean set of clothes when he was healed, which is also why Xiao Wu didn't notice anything abnormal.

"Good, the stick is still there." Tang San grabbed a thumb-thick short stick, and his heart instantly relaxed.

But immediately after, he anxiously felt below the stick; this touch made his complexion instantly turn ugly, "How did the eggs become so much smaller? No, not smaller, it's..."

Tang San's lips began to tremble, unable to speak; his face turned pale and lifeless, as if life had lost all color.

At this moment he finally understood: he had lost something most precious! Tang San's eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, tears swirling in his sockets, but the saying "a man's tears are not lightly shed" made him suppress the urge to cry.

But he truly felt wronged; he had done nothing, yet inexplicably lost an egg—where could he go to reason? And the reason he became like this was entirely due to his most beloved teacher.

"Yu Xiao Gang!" These three words burst from Tang San's mouth; at the same time, an image appeared in his mind—a middle-aged man with a stiff face, ordinary build, slightly melancholic aura, whom he had once revered like a father, but now had become his most hated enemy.

Tang San lifted his head and began searching for Yu Xiao Gang's figure; his eyes were blood-red, like a provoked beast.

Tang Hao and Yu Xiao Gang looked at Tang San in this state, their hearts full of guilt and regret.

Yu Xiao Gang's legs went weak; he knew he had committed an unforgivable crime, but anything he said now seemed pale and powerless.

"Xiao San, I... I'm sorry to you." Yu Xiao Gang's voice trembled as he tried to approach Tang San.

"Don't come over!" Tang San roared, his voice seeming to pierce one's eardrums, "You criminal, you destroyed me!"

Given Tang San's nature, even if he were dissatisfied with Yu Xiao Gang, he would normally not show it, but now everything he had endured made him unable to stay calm.

Tang Hao stood aside, yet Tang San completely ignored him, leaving him somewhat displeased; but he also knew he had to step forward and say a word of "fairness" for Yu Xiao Gang.

"Xiao San, calm down!" Tang Hao shouted in a low voice; though his voice wasn't loud, it directly echoed in Tang San's mind.

Instantly, Tang San sobered from his mad state of hatred toward Yu Xiao Gang, finally realizing that his father, who had been missing for eight years, was actually beside him.

"Dad!" Tang San exclaimed; his tears finally could not be held back, streaming down his cheeks and dripping onto his hand.

"Dad, you must stand up for me! It's all him, he's the one who made me lose one..." Tang San pointed at Yu Xiao Gang, saying this aggrievedly. "Xiao San, first calm down and listen to Dad." Tang Hao's face turned stern as he spoke solemnly.

Tang San hiccuped one last time, simultaneously stopping his tears; he looked at Tang Hao with some puzzlement, thinking: "Why doesn't Dad directly take revenge for me? Isn't he a Title Douluo? Could he tolerate his son being harmed by someone else? If so, then this father might as well not exist!"

Tang Hao looked at Tang San, sighed deeply, and said: "Xiao San, I have always been secretly protecting you; I witnessed the entire process of this matter myself—although it was directly caused by Master, but objectively speaking, this cannot be entirely blamed on him."

Tang San subconsciously ignored the first half of the sentence, the phrase "this cannot be entirely blamed on him" constantly echoing in his ears.

Tang San widened his eyes, looking at Tang Hao with disbelief: "Dad, what are you saying? I became like this—not because of him, then who else could it be?"

Tang Hao's brows furrowed; he suddenly felt his Xiao San was no longer as obedient as before, actually daring to question him, his tone instantly grew heavier: "Xiao San, when did you become so impatient, not calm at all—how can you continue on the path of a Soul Master like this?"

"..." Tang San didn't dare to speak; actually, since childhood he had been somewhat afraid of Tang Hao, because Tang Hao was tall and sturdy with a fierce look, never giving him a good face, never even smiling at him, and now Tang Hao's expression was even more clearly unfriendly.

Tang San lowered his head, no longer looking at Tang Hao; he wanted to hear what Tang Hao would actually say.

Seeing Tang San like this, Tang Hao felt disappointed inside; this also made him decide that from now on he would no longer hide, and would properly educate Tang San.

Tang Hao let out a slight sigh and said: "When Master saw you bleeding down there, I was actually worried too, almost unable to hold back from coming out."

"But I held back, because in my view Master's actions had no problem at all."

"If it were me, I would definitely do the same as him—directly pull down your pants to examine."

"Master truly cares for you too much; even his concern for you exceeds mine by a bit."

Xiao San, I ask you, if Master wasn't concerned about you, would he be so anxious?

Also, Xiao San, why didn't you directly tell Master that you installed dangerous hidden weapons there?

Besides, why do you have hidden weapons installed there all the time? Do you know how dangerous that is!

I... I... Tang San was at a loss for words; Tang Hao's three consecutive questions left him unsure how to reply. After thinking it over carefully, it seemed Yu Xiao Gang wasn't really at fault—it seemed like it was himself... No, how could this be my fault? Clearly it's Yu Xiao Gang's fault!

Although Tang San had to admit that what Tang Hao said was true, he still wouldn't easily forgive Yu Xiao Gang, and he believed Tang Hao was favoring Yu Xiao Gang, which gave rise to a hint of resentment toward Tang Hao.

Tang San raised his head; this time he no longer feared Tang Hao, his gaze locked directly onto Tang Hao's eyes, filled with unwillingness and anger.

Seeing Tang San like this, Tang Hao's anger flared up instantly, "Looks like this little brat's wings have hardened."

"Hmph!" Tang Hao let out a cold snort, and a trace of his aura instantly leaked out, pressing down on Tang San.

Although it was only a trace, it made Tang San feel as if a great mountain were pressing down on him; his expression instantly turned ferocious, and he could barely catch his breath.

Yu Xiao Gang felt reluctant to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Tang Hao's imposing gaze fell on him, causing him to shut his mouth.

"Dad, I was wrong." After a moment, Tang San could no longer hold out; he dared not act tough, comforting himself with the thought: "Yielding to one's father is not shameful."

Tang Hao's aura still hadn't subsided as he asked, "Where did you go wrong?"

"I... I shouldn't have talked back to Dad." Tang San raised his head with difficulty and answered carefully.

"And what else?"

"..." Tang San felt Tang Hao was making things difficult for him, and a spark of anger rose in his heart again.

"Huh?" Tang Hao's eyes narrowed, and the aura he was releasing intensified a bit.

Tang San felt even worse, and quickly said, "I shouldn't blame the teacher; this is all my fault—I didn't inform the teacher beforehand, and I shouldn't have installed hidden weapons there."

"Dad, Teacher, I'm sorry; it's my fault—please forgive me."

"At least you have some self-awareness." Tang Hao nodded slightly, withdrawing his aura completely.

"Huu~" Tang San took several deep breaths, feeling somewhat drained; his gaze toward Tang Hao grew more fearful, yet deep down he still believed Tang Hao was favoring Yu Xiao Gang.

However, he didn't dare show it, merely lowering his head and staying silent.

Yu Xiao Gang came up to Tang San and said, "Xiao San, this isn't entirely your fault; I'm also at fault—I didn't think things through thoroughly, causing you to suffer such injustice."

Tang San didn't speak, merely shaking his head slightly.

Tang Hao knew his words wouldn't completely dispel Tang San's resentment, so he continued to counsel him: "Xiao San, actually, such things happening to you aren't entirely bad."

Wait, do you want to hear what you're saying? Tang San stared at Tang Hao in disbelief; if not cowed by Tang Hao's aura, he would have surely shouted, "You're already courting death!" Tang Hao seemed oblivious to Tang San's expression, speaking solemnly: "Xiao San, as long as you can get past this psychological hurdle, I guarantee you will definitely break through to Title Douluo faster than I can."

"Break through to Title Douluo? Faster than Dad?" Tang San was half-believing, half-doubting.

Tang Hao continued, "That's right, you didn't hear wrong. As long as you overcome this obstacle, your mental qualities will become extraordinarily strong, your will extraordinarily firm, and combined with your talent, breaking through to Title Douluo will be as easy as water flowing into a channel."

"So you're saying my becoming like this is actually a stroke of fortune?" Tang San's mouth twitched, but thinking of Tang Hao's rank as Title Douluo, he couldn't help but believe it a little.

"Uh... you can't put it that way either; anyway, it's not all bad—it's basically a kind of tempering." Tang Hao's face flushed slightly, but Tang San didn't notice anything odd; who knows, maybe he hasn't washed his face in months, so seeing any complexion would be strange.

Tang Hao hadn't finished speaking when he said, "You're missing one..., it won't affect your body at all; you'll find out later."

"However, you must not install those little gadgets there anymore; they will affect your physical development. You're only fourteen, you can still grow a bit more, and absorbing soul rings also promotes development." Tang Hao's final words were very solemn.

(End of chapter)