Tang San held the same view as Grandmaster, and hurriedly agreed.
Withdrawing the Eight Spider Lances, Tang San put his jacket back on.
Grandmaster sighed,
âLittle San, donât feel too sad about Xiao Wu. Since thereâs a possibility she can resurrect, weâll always have a chance. Having returned, what are you planning to do?â
Tang San pondered, and said:
âTeacher, at present it seems that Spirit Hall is perhaps mainly conspiring to rule the Continent, increasing the authority of their word one step further. Erasing everything that might influence their voice. Whether you or me, itâs impossible to turn everything around by relying only on our own strength. Youâve chosen to adhere to Heaven Dou Empire. But I donât want to do that.â
âEh? Then what are you thinking?â
This time Grandmaster had come in order to have a proper chat with Tang San. He originally planned to ask Tang San support the Heaven Dou Empire like him. After all, the influence of a great empire was formidable enough. As long as it was used appropriately, it would be a shortcut to contending against Spirit Hall.
Tang Sanâs brows wrinkled slightly, saying:
âTeacher, drawing on Heaven Dou Empireâs strength is admittedly a feasible method. But I believe that the inside circumstances of the imperial family are too complex, I donât have the time or the desire to get involved in such complex struggles. That would influence my cultivation and future path too much. Before coming to the Academy, I met senior Dugu Bo. His words gave me a very deep impression. You be careful tooâŚâŚâ
Immediately, Tang San gave Grandmaster a detailed account of what Dugu Bo told him.
ââŚâŚ senior Dugu Bo also might not know the full story. I donât believe that Xue Beng would be better than Xue Qinghe. The relationships within are too complex. I fear weâll toil for a long time, and finally not even reach our goal, but instead get implicated. Rather than this, Iâd be better off developing my own strength. Perhaps I wonât be able to deal with Spirit Hall in one or two days, but itâs still very easy to find Spirit Hall some trouble.â
Hearing Tang San speak, Grandmasterâs face had already fallen. These days, he was also always soaked in hatred, and his choice to walk closer together with the Heaven Dou Empire practically hadnât passed mature reflection. After now hearing his disciple say this, he also gradually came to himself.
âLike this it seems that this Xue Qinghe is rather complex. Not just us, perhaps even school master Ning is also in the dark. Only, where did you say he got that mixed poison from? Donât tell me thereâs a poison Spirit Master more difficult to deal with than the Poison Douluo?â
Tang San shook his head, saying:
âI donât know either. But if I were to guess, there might still be Spirit Masters with more powerful poisons than Poison Douluo, but such an outstanding Spirit Master wouldnât appear on the Continent. If itâs in Xue Qingheâs service, that can only prove one thing, that thereâs inevitably a formidable power backing this Spirit Master. Judging by senior Duguâs diagnosis of emperor Xue Ye, itâs impossible for this backing power to be the Heaven Dou Empire itself. Then, that only leaves outsiders.â
Grandmasterâs expression changed,
âYouâre thinking, it might be Star Luo Empire?â
Tang San shook his head,
âNo. I most fear that the power behind it is Spirit Hall.â
The atmosphere in the room abruptly turned silent, Grandmaster and Tang San both sank into a brief reflection. Having heard Tang Sanâs simple analysis, Grandmasterâs heart suddenly felt very heavy. If it was really as Tang San said, then, what was the meaning in him training these Spirit Masters these days?
âTeacher, Iâm thinking like this. Iâm preparing to establish a sect. But I want to slowly develop it while relying on one faction. Like this, Iâll have enough time to adjust to changes, and the strength I possess will also be considered my own. No matter how to deal with Spirit Hall later, with a sect to rely on, it can be poured into attack, or guard a retreat. Itâll be a lot more relaxed.â
Grandmaster said:
âYouâre thinking of having me help you?â
Tang San shook his head, saying:
âAt present emperor Xue Ye trusts you a lot, you canât leave. Even if the Heaven Dou imperial familyâs inside circumstances are tangled and complex, we canât completely give up on them. If it stabilizes, I think a battle between Spirit Hall and Heaven Dou Empire is unavoidable. Theyâre using you to train their Spirit Masters, why canât we use them to deal with Spirit Hall?â
The corners of Grandmasterâs eyes suddenly revealed a gratified light,
âLittle San, you really have grown up. It seems you no longer need your teacherâs directions in very many matters. You can do very well on your own. Explain your plans in detail. If it can help you, your teacher definitely wonât spare his strength.â
Tang San smiled slightly. In these days heâd gone over the plan in his mind again, and already had a rough idea.
Compressing sound to a string, Tang San began to relate his plans in detail to Grandmaster. The master and disciple stayed in the room for a full four hours. When Grandmaster left Tang Sanâs room, the chill in his eyes had already weakened a lot, and besides gratification, the smile on his rigid face didnât disappear even when he left.
Having consulted with his teacher, Tang Sanâs plans had become even more complete. Seeing off Grandmaster, he directly went into the courtyard, spreading his spiritual force, exploring Ning Rongrong and Ma Hongjunâs cultivation rooms.
Ma Hongjun seemed to have just finished cultivating. Tang Sanâs spiritual fluctuations condensed, touching his spiritual force, calling him out. But Ning Rongrong was still cultivating. In these past days, the blow she had suffered wasnât small. Her heart always longed for Oscar, and with the major events of her sects, she had stayed here in the Academy largely to relieve her boredom, keeping herself from thinking about the matters on the sectâs side.
Originally, as the sectâs successor, she shouldnât run away like this. However, right now even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Schoolâs sect was destroyed. Ning Fengzhi, in extreme fury, was even a bit downhearted. He had a daughter like Rongrong, naturally he didnât want her to be sad because of her clansmen. Therefore, he also had her stay cultivating in Shrek Academy.
âThird brother, what did you call me for?â
Fatty stretched his body forcefully, his little eyes crammed in by the fat on his face until they almost couldnât be seen, but occasionally they would still display a radiant light.
Ma Hongjun could be said to be the most simple minded of the Shrek Seven Devils, but he was also the happiest one. The carefree feeling left him without doubts.
There was no skirting the issue between brothers. Tang San looked at Ma Hongjun, saying:
âFatty, I want to found a sect, I hope you can help me.â
Ma Hongjun stared blankly,
âFound a sect? Third brother, youâre not joking?â
Light flashed in Tang Sanâs eyes,
âIsnât Spirit Hall hosting the seven great sect martial competition in one year? Then weâll properly stir up trouble.â
Fatty grinned,
âStir it up, I like it. Maybe, in that seven great sects contest, my martial prowess can attract some unaware girls to throw themselves at me.â
Tang San snapped:
âDoes your brain have anything other than women?â
Fatty smiled wryly:
âI donât know either! But as a child I was influenced by that evil fire, I got accustomed to the smell of women. If I go a few days without touching women now, my heart will itch. You six are all in couples, only Iâm alone. If I didnât find some fun, wouldnât that bore me to death.â
Hearing Fatty mention couples, Tang Sanâs expression immediately darkened somewhat, looking at Xiao Wu in his embrace without speaking.
Ma Hongjun naturally saw Tang Sanâs dark mood, and hurriedly said:
âLook at me opening my mouth, saying what shouldnât be said. Third brother, donât mind me. What sect do you want to make? Iâll definitely help you. As my brother, is there a need to ask me for help? First tell me the name of the sect, Iâll help you plan, we have to think of a flashy name.â
The light in Tang Sanâs eyes rose sharply,
âIâve already decided on the sectâs name. Itâs called: Tang Sect.â
âTang Sect? Why does that sound a bit strange?â
Ma Hongjun looked puzzled at Tang San.
Tang San drew a deep breath. âTang Sect, my home of almost thirty years, I can only use this way to cherish you.â
After coming to this world, even when he was very young, Tang San had dreamed of being able to establish the Tang Sect. To develop and carry forward the Tang Sect on this Douluo Continent. Right now, he had begun to achieve this wish, but it was impossible to make it as simple as in his childhood dreams.
Ma Hongjun said:
âThird brother, arenât you with the Clear Sky School? If you found a sect on your own, wouldnât that be a complaint to your Clear Sky School?â
Tang San smiled calmly,
âThe Clear Sky School is already sealed, even if Iâve already recognized my ancestors and clan, the Tang Sect doesnât conflict with the Clear Sky School. They can hereafter have a mutually beneficial relationship. As for what comes later, it will depend on what our Tang Sect can grow into.â
Ma Hongjun laughed out loud, saying:
âThird brother. Now I discover that you really are an idealist. Anyway, Iâll follow you to do it. Right now the Tang Sect only has the two of us, youâre the sect master, then Iâm the vice sect master, right?â
Tang San laughed despite himself:
âThe sect still hasnât been founded, but youâre actually thinking about positions. Iâve already thought of the way the sect will be established. Iâve begun to arrange matters in the past few days. You want to be the vice sect master, then youâre the vice sect master. Iâll go out first, Iâve got something to do. If Rongrong wakes up from cultivating, have her wait for me, I have something to talk to her about.â
Before Ma Hongjun could reply, Ning Rongrongâs voice already spread from the room,
âThird brother, if thereâs something to say, say it now. Iâm done cultivating.â
Opening the door, Ning Rongrong walked out from the room. The previously always lively and vivacious her was no somewhat steady, her charming face even somewhat changed.
Looking at Xiao Wu in Tang Sanâs arms with a soft gaze, Ning Rongrong as far as possible kept her somber mood from infecting Tang San.
Tang San said:
âRongrong, what are the circumstances of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School right now?â
Ning Rongrong sighed, saying:
âWhat could it be like? When we just came to Heaven Dou City, we first stayed at the Academy for a while. Then dad brought the clansmen to the imperial palace at the invitation of emperor Xue Ye. Emperor Xue Ye specially opened up an area within the palace grounds for us.â
Tang San said:
âIâd like to see uncle Ning face to face, but not in the Heaven Dou palace, the people there are talkative. I have things to discuss with uncle. Rongrong, can you ask uncle Ning to make a trip here?â
In terms of status, it should naturally be Tang San visiting, but Ning Rongrong saw from Tang Sanâs serious expression that her third brother definitely wanted to talk to her father about something important. She immediately nodded without the slightest hesitation:
âAlright, Iâll go find father. How about tonight, is that alright?â
Tang San smiled:
âNo problem. Then Iâll trouble you. Only, besides uncle Ning, donât let anyone know Iâve returned. Especially those Heaven Dou imperial family people. Tell uncle Ning what I said before, heâll understand my difficulties.â
Ning Rongrong smiled widely,
âWhat trouble. Do we still need to talk like that? Donât worry, dad will definitely want to see you. Without meeting for five years, if I didnât say anything, he definitely wouldnât recognize you.â
Ma Hongjun to the side couldnât help laughing:
âYour description is too vague, if other people heard it, theyâd think you had some special relationship.â
Ning Rongrong shot him a glare, saying:
âDamn Fatty, donât talk drivel in front of Xiao Wu. Iâm leaving.â
Tang San said:
âWeâll go together. I also want to go out a while.â
His desire to establish the Tang Sect wasnât a sudden thought, but had rather passed mature reflection. One sect, could never be just him and Ma Hongjun.
Leaving the Shrek Academy, Ning Rongrong said goodbye to Tang San with a smile, then left towards the imperial palace.
Just when Tang San prepared to leave for his own destination, suddenly, his spiritual sense pulsed once, a feeling of being spied on sharply raising his alertness.
Even if he wasnât using the Blue Silver Domain, along with the growth of his spiritual force, even when Tang San didnât control it in detail, there would still be a spiritual force field in his surroundings. This range wasnât large, but if there were spiritual pulses clearly directed at him, he could sense them immediately.
This was the gate of the Shrek Academy, Tang San naturally didnât fear anything. His gaze freezing, an ice cold murderous spirit suddenly spread from him, thrusting in the direction of that spy.
Turning a corner, a completely grey clothed figure walked out. This person expressed an unfathomable aura, without using his Deathgod Domain, Tang San was astonished to discover that he unexpectedly couldnât target this person.
This personâs aura gave him an impression somewhat like a spirit douluo. Even though it was far from the strength of a Spirit Douluo, his energy fluctuations made Tang Sanâs heart shiver, the corners of his eyes immediately flourishing with killing intent.
The experts Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum douluo brought to hunt Xiao Wu were all one of the enemies Tang San had to kill, and now finding someone with an aura somewhat similar to Spirit Douluo spying on him immediately ignited the flames of vengeance within Tang Sanâs heart.
The grey clothed person wasnât only wearing grey, on his head was also a conical bamboo hat, from which hung a chi long cloth, concealing the face.
âWho are you?â
Tang San asked coldly.
An equally cold killing intent spread out from the counterpart, ice cold, reeking of blood, even if it wasnât as strong as Tang Sanâs Deathgod Domain, Tang San could still judge just from the counterparts killing intent that this person in front of him definitely wasnât a common scholarly Spirit Master, but rather someone who had passed a true baptism of blood. Moreover, the counterpart was clearly filled with hostility towards him.
Someone sent by Spirit Hall? This was Tang Sanâs first thought. Raising his foot, walking towards the counterpart step by step. With each step, the pressure he radiated grew a bit stronger. He still didnât want to easily use his spirit, after all, that red hundred thousand year spirit ring really was too conspicuous.
In order to avoid unnecessary crisis befalling Xiao Wu, Tang San placed her into his Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse. His killing aura rose once again. If he confirmed the opponent was from Spirit Hall, he definitely wouldnât hold back.
The grey clothed personâs both hands were suddenly behind his back, a slight sonorous sound echoing from behind.
Hearing this voice, Tang San couldnât help staring blankly, because this voice was extremely familiar. His mind twitching, his steps halted. Watching the counterpart closely, he asked once again:
âWho are you?â
The grey clothed person didnât cower back in the slightest in front of the pressure Tang San released, nor did any clear mood fluctuations appear, this proved that his spirit power level wasnât much lower than Tang Sanâs.
Seeing him stretch one hand under his veil, Tang San with Purple Demon Eye managed to just see something silvery flash in the counterpartâs palm.
âJust who are you? Why are you together with Ning Rongrong?â
A somewhat hoarse voice echoed from under the veil.
Hearing this voice, Tang San immediately felt somewhat familiar, the killing intent in his mind dropping somewhat,
âWhat relationship I have with Rongrong, how is it related to you?â
âRongrong? An intimate appellation!â
The grey clothed personâs voice abruptly turned menacing, that hand behind him suddenly throwing out, amidst resounding noise, a series of broken shadows shot straight for Tang San.
As early as when the slight sounds appeared before, Tang San was already prepared. Left hand waving slightly, more than ten tiny flashes shot like lightning from his fingertips.
A series of ear piercing colliding sounds accompanied a series of sparks in the air. Even though the sixteen flying needles Tang San launched couldnât knock away the opponentâs attack, it was still enough to make them change trajectory, shooting off in all directions. In using hidden weapons, perhaps no one in the Douluo Continent could compare to him.
Just at the same time, blue light rushed out, Tang San finally couldnât help moving. Blue Silver Emperor agitatedly came out, countless Blue Silver Emperors discharging from his body with countless red and golden colored lights, swiftly moving at the opponent.
With Tang Sanâs strength and battle methods, he originally wouldnât use a method like this to attack the opponent, but the opponent launching an attack on him made him change his mind, but a lot of his killing intent had already disappeared.
The location of the Shrek Academy wasnât any flourishing district, and right now it was morning, there were no people on the road, only the students on duty at the Shrek Academy gate saw this scene.
Two yellow, one purple, two black, one red, six spirit rings calmly appeared around Tang San. Especially that last strangely blood red ring of light almost made people choke. With the appearance of the six spirit rings, the pressure Tang San emitted was immediately entirely different.
That grey clothed personâs aura clearly slowed, two yellow, two purple, two black, equally six spirit rings appeared around him. A lump of silvery light exploded from his head, and with a shake, unexpectedly transformed into an exactly identical figure.
Doppelgänger? Tang San was inwardly alarmed, the Blue Silver Emperor he released immediately spreading all around, a blue light halo releasing from him, Blue Silver Domain already fully in use.
Under the effect of the Blue Silver Domain, the ends of all the Blue Silver Emperors stood upright, swiftly enveloping that grey clothed man within their range like a Blue Silver Emperor forest.
âFrom where did you get your Godly Zhuge Crossbow?â
âWhy do you have the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges?â
The two spoke up practically simultaneously. Only Tang Sanâs voice was filled with astonishment, but the counterpartâs voice held more killing intent.
Glancing at the opponentâs hands, those were two already swollen large hands, fluctuations of tyrannical force radiating from within.
Tang San couldnât help scratching his head somewhat. He had only given Godly Zhuge Crossbows to the Shrek Seven Devils and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School people. Judging by the fluctuations of power from the opponent, he wasnât like that person in his memories, could it be a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School person? That still didnât necessitate such great hostility because Ning Rongrong was together with him.
Tang San flicked his wrist, his own Godly Zhuge Crossbow falling into his hand,
âWhether the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges or the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, these are all my things. Why couldnât I have them?â
The grey clothed personâs mood clearly grew agitated,
âFarts, those are little Sanâs.â
Light flashed in Tang Sanâs eyes, saying with shock:
âOscar, is it really you?â
Hearing Tang San call his name, Oscar clearly looked distracted, his voice somewhat strange:
âYou, you recognize me?â
Tang San swiftly withdrew his spirit, angrily saying:
âBullshit, you attacked me with the Godly Zhuge Crossbow I made, you also say the Twenty Four Moonlit Bridges is mine, playing around with being so mysterious, who else could it be. You really have returned alive.â
Oscar also stared blankly. This youth in front of him, whether in appearance or temperament, didnât have the slightest resemblance to the previous Tang San, but the excitement no displayed in his eyes really wasnât fake. Returning from experiencing the bitter cold of the north for five years, he had matured a lot compared to before. Not easily daring to believe it was Tang San, he swiftly retreated two steps, saying in a low voice:
âDonât come over.â
Tang San halted, snapping:
âLittle Ao, you still donât believe me? Letâs go, follow me to see Teacher. With Teacher as proof, youâll believe it. Since youâve returned, what are you doing like an evil spirit like this? Do you know how much Rongrong has missed you?â
âIâŚâŚâ
Oscar hesitated somewhat,
âYou really are Tang San?â
Tang San stared speechlessly at him,
âLetâs go, weâll find somewhere to talk. Iâll explain it for you.â
Finished speaking, he was going to walk into the Academy.
âHold on, I canât go to the Academy. Weâll find someplace outside to chat.â
Oscar hastily blocked Tang San. While speaking, he withdrew his doppelgänger, both hands also recovered to normal. Even if he couldnât believe this youth in front of him was Tang San, judging by how Tang San came out from the Shrek Academy, and still that excited expression just now, it still made the hostility in his heart gradually fade. Of course, his guard still didnât relax.
Tang San stared blankly, but didnât ask further,
âThen letâs go.â
Leading the way, Tang San brought Oscar to the tea house closest to the Academy. He originally had something to do, but compared to Oscarâs return, the importance of that was far less. Whether his voice or all kinds of signs, all made clear that this grey clothed person was Oscar, but Tang San vaguely felt that something was amiss with the present Oscar, but as for what the concrete issue was, he didnât understand either.
When the two were seated in a private room, Tang San said to Oscar:
âTake off your hat. Youâre a grown man, donât tell me youâre still shy?â
He also wanted to first make sure that this person in front of him was Oscar, otherwise how could he speak of his experiences?
Oscar was vigilant towards Tang San, and Tang San was also equally vigilant towards him. Visible in how Tang San didnât take out Xiao Wu.
âFirst let me see your Clear Sky Hammer. In addition, tell me what you once gave me to eat.â
Oscar said in a low voice.
Tang San raised his left hand without the slightest hesitation, the Clear Sky Hammer quietly appearing in his grasp. Under his meticulous control, it didnât distribute any of its overbearing aura. At the same time, he said to Oscar:
âBack then I fed you a Six Petal Immortal Orchid, by now it should be more or less absorbed. Actually, how many people our age can reach six spirit rings? Little Ao, you know, everyoneâs missed you very much, for you, Rongrong has suffered a lot these years.â
âLittle San, itâs really you?â
When the four words âSix Petal Immortal Orchidâ appeared from Tang Sanâs mouth, Oscar already believed. This secret was only known by them Shrek Seven Devils and Grandmaster.
Raising his right hand, Oscar took off his bamboo hat.
Oscar appeared before Tang San. The full beard across his face almost hid his appearance. His hair was also disheveled. The only facial features of his that could be clearly seen might have been his slightly changed peach blossom eyes. At the side of his left eye, a scar stretched from the corner of his eye all the way down into his beard.
Their eyes met, agitated and excited moods visible. Getting up almost simultaneously, they have each other a forceful bear hug.
Tang San raised his hand to pound Oscarâs chest,
âSince youâve returned, why didnât you enter the Academy? You should know about whatâs happened to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Your hostility towards me was because you saw me walking together with Rongrong, jealous?â
Oscar didnât conceal it, nodding silently, raising his hand to point at the scar on his face,
âI look like this, how can I still see Rongrong. Iâm already satisfied with being able to see her from the dark.â
âYou wonât go see Rongrong because of that scar?â
Tang Sanâs intonation rose somewhat.
Oscar didnât reply, once again sitting back in his seat.
âOscar. You bastard. Who do you take Rongrong for? Do you know how sheâs missed you? Do you think Rongrong would dislike you because of your face?â
Grabbing Oscarâs collar, Tang San forcefully pulled him up.
Oscar didnât quite dare look straight at Tang Sanâs gaze, sadly saying:
âLittle San, you donât understand, Rongrong is even more beautiful than five years ago, Iâm not suited for her. Looking like this, how would you have me go find her?â
Slowly releasing his grip on Oscarâs collar, pushing him back in his seat, Tang San slowly walked back to his seat and sat down. He understood that Oscar always felt a bit inferior to Rongrong. Oscar came from a common family, and Ning Rongrong was the direct successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, their statuses could be said to be poles apart. Moreover, Oscar was still a food system Spirit Master. It was difficult to avoid feelings of inferiority. Otherwise Oscar wouldnât have chosen to leave back then, going out to learn on his own.
Tang Sanâs sudden calm left Oscar somewhat uncomfortable. Looking at him sitting in front of him, Oscar wanted to say something, but still didnât speak up.
He had already returned several days ago. First he had gone to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and as a result found that place deserted. When asking about he had learned of what happened to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. At that time Oscarâs heart had been extremely anxious, fearing that Ning Rongrong had been harmed, after asking around more, he had chased her to Heaven Dou City. Near Shrek Academy he had heard Ning Rongrong was alright, and always waited for her at the Academy gate.
Today his wait finally came to an end. When he saw Ning Rongrong again, his heart seemed to leap out of his throat, but, very quickly that excited mood turned into pain. Watching Ning Rongrong leave the Academy together with an extremely handsome youth, again thinking of the scar on his face, he felt as if strangled with distress. Naturally an intense hostility had risen towards Tang San. Now he knew his misunderstanding, but he still didnât have the courage to go see Ning Rongrong.
In five years, Tang San had become handsome, but he had become disfigured. How could he confront the woman he loved with these feelings of inferiority?
Sitting on the other side, Tang San took out Xiao Wu from the Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse. On leaving the Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse, that crystalline white furred little rabbit immediately rubbed against Tang Sanâs injuries.
Softly touching Xiao Wuâs long ears, Tang San held her in his arms, faintly saying:
âAt least you can still silently watch your lover from a distance, but, my Xiao Wu doesnât even have a human form anymore. You might be feeling emotional, but, even if I were even sadder, right now I still canât see my Xiao Wu again.â
Tang Sanâs gaze was very calm, but from his words, Oscar could could clearly sense that profound sadness.
âLittle San, what do you mean?â
Oscar looked frightened at the white rabbit in Tang Sanâs embrace.
Tang San raised his head, looking straight at his peach blossom eyes,
âIâm telling you, itâs Xiao Wu. My Xiao Wu.â
Oscar was dumbfounded,
âThis, whatâs going on?â
Tang Sanâs faced displayed a trace of bitterness,
âWhat use is being handsome? If I could choose, Iâd rather be hideous than to let Xiao Wu suffer any harm. But now, even if I paid everything, itâs still impossible for her to be alive. That day, after me and Xiao Wu were saved by father, âŚâŚâ
Oscar quietly listened to Tang Sanâs account of these few years, Tang San spoke of his crippled father, his dead mother, and still Xiao Wu sacrificing herself to save him. All of this, everything in Tang Sanâs calm narration, touched Oscarâs heart.
Oscar had originally believed he had suffered in these few years, but compared to Tang San in front of him, he suddenly felt that the hardships he had endured didnât count for anything.
Just as Tang San said, no matter how it was put, right now Ning Rongrong was at least alive and could be seen. But Xiao Wu was only a soulless rabbit.
ââŚâŚ and now you know where my hundred thousand year spirit ring came from. If I had the choice, Iâd only want my Xiao Wu. That said, I only want to tell you one thing, treasure the people before you. If you really lose them one day, there wonât be enough time for regret.â
Oscarâs peach blossom eyes had long ago reddened,
âLittle San, Iâm sorry. I didnât know, you and Xiao Wu actuallyâŚâŚâ
Tang San waved his hand, interrupting Oscar,
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âDonât apologize to me. You should go talk to Rongrong. Yes, perhaps you didnât have the power to protect her before. But she still wished even more for you to be at her side. Now is Rongrongâs weakest time, since youâve already returned, if you still donât protect her, then, you really might lose her forever, understand?â
âI understand. Little San, itâs my wrong. Letâs go, Iâll follow you back right now. No matter what comes after, whether school master Ning agrees to let Rongrong be together with me, I wonât leave her again. Even if I can only guard at her side, my heart will still be content.â
Speaking, Oscar shot to his feet, the light in his peach blossom eyes no longer slack.
Tang Sanâs face revealed a trace of a gratified smile. Softly caressing Xiao Wuâs fur, in his heart thinking, âXiao Wu, you see? Rongrong and little Ao can be together, be happy for them with me. Weâll always be together. No matter what price must be paid. I guarantee it.â
Without realizing it before, Oscarâs heart had always been tormented by pain. Now coming to a realization, he was impatient to see Rongrong, grabbing the bamboo hat from the table and walking outside.