"Father, how could you possibly be here? I thought you had gone far away; I never expected to run into you here."
Xiaosan looked at Tang Hao with a face full of confusion.
"Uncle, it was you! No wonder someone has been secretly watching us all this time."
So, Xiaowu withdrew her Soul Rings from her body.
If it had been someone else, a fight would have probably broken out long ago. Fortunately, he was no longer the impulsive person he used to be; otherwise, his father would have looked down on him with just one glance!
At this moment, Tang Hao felt that something was off when he saw Xiaosan and Xiaowu together, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.
Tang Hao kept a stern face and didn't want to take another glance at Xiaowu!
"I am here because I'm worried about Xiaosan. I'm afraid he might encounter Ye Feng and get attacked out of nowhere, so the person you mentioned might very well be me. For now, you can breathe a sigh of relief, as it's safe at the moment," Tang Hao said to everyone.
"Ye Feng, are you talking about Ye Feng? Does that mean he might pass through here too?"
"I keep feeling uneasy, as if we were about to meet Ye Feng."
Brock wore a look of helplessness.
"Hiss—!"
"Brock, how did you end up here as well? It can't be such a coincidence."
Tang Hao was quite skeptical of Brock, the old man who often seemed to bring a lot of trouble.
He felt that Xiaosan's choice to make him his master was indeed a problem with his brain at the time.
Without strength, one couldn't protect Tang San at all. As for academia, it wasn't anything impressive—just some basic theory.
"Haven't I made it clear? I was just passing by, happened to see Xiaosan and the others, so I stopped for a small chat."
"Before I met them, I had an altercation with a group of beasts. Luckily, I wasn't seriously harmed, but my old injury flared up. It was Xiaosan who noticed in time and helped me treat the wound—he's truly my disciple, caring for those closest to him."
This last phrase 'closest to him' might earn Brock a beating from Tang Hao!
How dare he say such a thing!
"What do you mean by 'closest to him'? I am his biological father; am I not the closest person to him? Brock, are you deliberately causing discord between father and son?"
"Believe it or not, I'll give you a slap to teach you not to praise in front of me!"
Tang Hao's gaze was fixed on Brock.
A sense of impending doom loomed!
Brock couldn't dodge; even with ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to resist Tang Hao!
Tang Hao roared.
That was enough to startle Brock.
He then realized that he shouldn't have spoken irresponsibly in front of Tang Hao, even if he was speaking the truth.
"Oh, my apologies, Haotian Senior, I misspoke."
In front of Tang Hao, Brock was nothing but an ant!!
"What my master said is not wrong, after all—he is my teacher and my master, of course he's close to me, and he's always been good to me, never harming me."
"It's just that sometimes his methods are wrong, but as long as he corrects his mistakes when he realizes them, there's no need to hold a grudge against him over past events."
Tang San knew his father looked down upon Brock because of something that had happened in the past and had always felt that Tang San had chosen the wrong person!
"What nonsense are you talking about, Xiaosan? He is not worth defending. Haven't you seen that all your achievements over the years have been your own doing? What skills has Brock actually taught you? Speak the truth; don't betray your conscience."
Tang Hao was becoming increasingly agitated.
"Look, Father, I know you want what's best for me. You don't have to be upset over trivial matters anymore; I'm capable of protecting myself now, so please rest assured."
Tang San said to him.
Tang Hao's son looked at him earnestly.
Any existing feud should have faded away, but then Tang Hao suddenly brought up the past, reigniting the conflict!
"Alright, I won't dwell on the past. You're planning to travel somewhere with your bags packed. It seems you're about to go on a long journey."
Of course, he was about to go on a long journey—who would just sit at home waiting to die?!
And he had to take the girl he loved with him to leave this place!
"I've decided to visit my aunt to discuss some matters and to take Xiaowu with me."
"You should know about Xiaowu's situation, Father. If she's not with me, I worry about her being alone. The people from Martial Soul Hall could come looking for her at any moment," Tang San explained to Tang Hao.
Suddenly, Tang Hao's expression turned strange!
What's going on? His son was planning to bring someone unrelated by blood to the Tang Sect into their family.
You didn't take our previous conversation seriously, did you?
Upon hearing Tang San's words, Tang Hao clutched at his chest—was his son trying to anger him to death?!
"Xiaosan, come over here; I need to talk to you."
So, Tang Hao called Tang San aside.
Tang San scurried over.
"They don't have to talk behind our backs, do they?"
Brock commented.
He turned to watch Tang San and father walking further away.
"So, what are we supposed to do now, wait for them to come back?"
Xiaowu looked at Brock helplessly, not knowing what to do.
Brock didn't notice Xiaowu feeling down at that moment.
Tang San's father must be talking to him about Xiaowu.
Xiaowu stood silently in place, lost in thought.
"Xiaowu, no offense, but you see the situation. Both Xiaosan's father and I wish for nothing more than to prevent Xiaosan from getting into any trouble," Brock said.