The Great Thief of the Universe, Starting from Douluo

Chapter 48 Property
Yu Xiaogang never took Zhang San's words, or even his so-called identity as the Son of God, to heart from the beginning.

Or perhaps, the reason why he dared to follow the three titled ones to the Spirit Hall was because he was sure that based on his past relationship with Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong would not make things difficult for him and might even offer him a lot of resources.

Yu Xiaogang had always known this, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to come to the Spirit Hall alone and ask Bibi Dong for the training method of twin spirits, and even shamelessly stated that he would not let Tang San become an enemy of the Spirit Hall...

But Bibi Dong refused to give it to him, and this Pu Xin man got anxious!

I told Liu Erlong that Bibi Dong no longer cherished the past, and that Bibi Dong had become the high and mighty Pope and was no longer the Bibi Dong of the past.

He turned around and said that he did not feel so confident to come and seek advice because of their past relationship, and he never mentioned how a great soul master got the qualifications to meet the Pope.

Zhang San remembered it very clearly. It was in Chapter 411 of the original text. Although he had never been in love, he still felt an indescribable feeling of disgust when he saw this passage.

His junior brother Li Si once said that if a person completely excludes himself from a relationship, then in this person's heart, interests are definitely far more important than feelings.

Two different personalities, different hearts, and different conditions will inevitably cause friction when they get close to each other.

Being far or near is wrong, being hot or cold is wrong, and when both of them are not wrong, it often means that both of them are wrong. Of course, this refers to serious love, and the T0 version is not included.

Yu Xiaogang can basically be regarded as the male version of T0, and there is no sense of incongruity in comparison.

"Your Highness, are you really sure you can solve my martial soul problem?"

Although Yu Xiaogang was surprised, he did not get carried away.

He still had some doubts about Zhang San's abilities.

"That's natural. It's just a martial soul mutation. It's not really a problem."

Zhang San turned and looked at Tang San again: "Your name is Tang San, right? You have full innate soul power... Starting today, join the Wuhun Junior Soul Master Academy. The school has dormitories, free food and accommodation, no need to worry about expenses, and the treatment is naturally the best."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Tang San nodded, with an attitude of neither servility nor arrogance, without any joy in his heart, and even with a hint of disdain.

Besides the goal of getting the immortal grass, his main purpose in coming to the Spirit Hall was for Xiao Wu.

Now, the Holy Son has not yet expressed his opinion on Xiao Wu's matter, and his attitude towards them as master and disciple is very disrespectful. It seems that he is also an arrogant guy with no vision.

Besides, His Highness hasn't expressed any opinion on Xiao Wu's matter yet...

Just as Tang San thought, after Zhang San finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Wu, tilted his head and looked at the little girl with a smile.

The playful gaze swept over Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu felt as if an invisible big hand was constantly moving around her body, giving her an indescribable sense of excitement.

"The little girl is pretty. You can stay with me from now on."

"No!"

Tang San blurted out without any hesitation.

Hearing Tang San's movements, Yu Xiaogang's expression changed, thinking that something was not good.

As expected, Tang San just opened his mouth to stop him, Dugu Bo snorted coldly, Guimei's eyes also turned cold, and two powerful auras of titles suddenly fell like waves. Tang San groaned and was thrown to the ground by this pressure.

"You... have an opinion?"

Zhang San narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly and looked at Tang San with interest.

Tang San fell to the ground in a miserable state, feeling as if his whole body was falling apart. He said nothing, but just gritted his teeth and endured it, glaring at Zhang San in front of him.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to say it, he really has no position to do so.

After all, Zhang San and Xiao Wu are engaged, so it's understandable that they live together to cultivate their relationship. As his sworn brother, there's nothing wrong with that.

"Little San!"

Xiao Wu exclaimed in surprise upon seeing this, and turned to look at Zhang San with a pleading look: "Your Highness, please let Xiao San go. Xiao San didn't mean to offend Your Highness!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Xiaogang also hurriedly blocked in front of Tang San: "Your Majesty, please show mercy! Xiao San has no intention of offending you!" "Oh?"

Zhang San raised his hand lightly, and the pressure on Tang San instantly dissipated like a tide.

He didn't even glance at Yu Xiaogang, but just stared at Xiao Wu: "So who is this kid to you?"

Xiao Wu quickly said, "Xiao San is my adopted brother!"

"Brother..."

Zhang San sneered and looked at Tang San: "I guess it was this guy who proposed the oath of brotherhood?"

Xiao Wu was a little surprised: "How did Your Highness know?"

"you still need to ask?"

Before Zhang San could say anything, Dugu Yan beside him chuckled, "These guys always have this routine. They like a girl but are too embarrassed to ask her out, so they first claim her as a sister or brother, or brother or sister. Then they find an opportunity to get her drunk, make some common mistakes, and then say some sweet nothings, like "I will protect you" and so on..."

"Nonsense!"

Before Dugu Yan finished speaking, Tang San shouted angrily, his face flushed red: "I just treat Sister Xiao Wu as my own sister! Stop slandering me!"

"Am I slandering others?"

Dugu Yan was not angry, but just smiled contemptuously, coiled her tail, and slowly stood up. She put her hands around Zhang San's shoulders from behind and rubbed her chin against Zhang San's hair.

"Come to think of it, my prince and you have the same name but different surnames... When I first started to pursue your prince, I also called him "little third brother"~"

"But now... I won't pretend anymore. I just like my prince!"

As she spoke, she tilted her head and pecked Zhang San lightly on the face with a smug smile on her face.

Seeing his granddaughter's devoted look, Dugu Bo's old face darkened and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Besides, if you don't have something to hide, why are you so anxious to jump out? My little junior sister and His Highness are a perfect match, and they're already engaged. What's wrong with cultivating their relationship in advance? Don't say you're just a sworn brother, even if you were my biological brother, there's absolutely no reason to refuse!"

Tang San's face flushed, but out of some inexplicable emotion, he stubbornly sneered, "So, what's your relationship with His Royal Highness the Holy Son? You're clearly engaged, yet you're flirting with the two of you?"

He originally wanted to say that they had an affair, but considering that there were three other people with titles around him, he didn't dare to say anything too harsh.

"What? What's the problem?"

Zhang San looked at Tang San puzzledly: "Although Xiao Wu and I are engaged, it doesn't say that I will only marry one. As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, is there anything wrong with me having three wives and four concubines?"

"you…"

Tang San's face darkened. He really couldn't refute this.

Not to mention the saintly son Zhang San, for those wealthy and powerful nobles, having three wives and four concubines is a very common thing.

"According to what you said, what exactly does Sister Xiao Wu mean to you?"

Tang San had a hard time refuting Zhang San's answer, but he felt somewhat delighted.

This idiot actually spoke of such a thing in such a high-sounding way. Xiao Wu would definitely look down on such a guy!
"What kind of?"

Zhang San thought for a moment, took two steps forward, reached out and gently pinched Xiao Wu's chin, looking at her delicate face thoughtfully: "Count it as my property?"

"asshole…"

Tang San's eyes suddenly turned red, and he subconsciously wanted to attack.

However, before he could make any move, the familiar pressure of the title came down on him again like a wave!

　Resuming updates! Only 2,000 words now, compared to nearly 4,000 before. I felt like Tang San's anger was too deliberate, and after revising it several times, I still wasn't satisfied. This is the final version...

　　
　
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