Tang Hao said indifferently, "With your aura leaking outward like this, how can you hide yourself in the Soul Master world? When you have washed away your superficial facade, I will tell you everything. Only then will I be able to decide my future."
"Washed away my superficial facade?" Tang San seemed stunned, but he did not ask further and could only follow his father to leave quietly.
Hulena wiped away her tears and quietly walked down the hillside where she had been. She composed herself, and her expression gradually became calm. She knew she did not have the luxury to let emotions cloud her judgment.
Her parents had died when she was young, and it had been the Martial Soul Hall that had raised her and her brother, nurturing them. It was Martial Soul Hall that gave them everything they had. Hulena was well aware of how much her teacher had invested in her.
Even this kindness alone was something she could never repay in her lifetime.
