Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

He both hoped that his father could successfully kill his enemy and avenge the loss of his family, and was deeply worried about his father's safety.

After all, that's the Spirit Hall's territory!

That beast Lin Ye, as the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, must be surrounded by powerful figures and heavily guarded.

Although my father is a Title Douluo, even one man can't fight against many. What if... what if we get surrounded by the Spirit Hall...

Tang San dared not think any further; with each second he thought, his fear deepened.

"Mistress, calm down."

Yu Xiaogang looked up and put down the book in his hand.

He walked over to Tang San, patted him on the shoulder, and tried to calmly comfort him:

"You must believe in your father. He is the Haotian Douluo, a man who was once renowned throughout the entire Soul Master world!"

"Although Lin Ye is exceptionally talented, he is ultimately just a Soul King. Your father could kill him with ease."

"The reason he hasn't returned yet is probably because Lin Ye is too cautious and has been hiding inside the Spirit Hall. Your father just hasn't found a suitable opportunity to make a move."

Yu Xiaogang's tone was full of strong confidence, as if in his eyes, Tang Hao was the epitome of invincibility.

However, his hand, hidden behind his back, was trembling slightly, betraying his inner unease.

To be honest, he was also extremely panicked.

He naturally believed in Tang Hao's strength, but the problem was that this time they were not facing an ordinary enemy, but the entire Spirit Hall!

Lin Ye's importance is self-evident, given that he was accepted as a personal disciple by Bibi Dong and even bestowed the title of Holy Son.

The Spirit Hall will surely lay a tight net to protect him.

Tang Hao's trip, ostensibly for assassination, was practically a suicide mission.

But he dared not say these things to Tang San.

Tang San is a powder keg right now, his mental state is extremely unstable. If I add fuel to the fire, who knows what crazy things he might do.

Moreover, if something really happens to Tang Hao, then Yu Xiaogang...

Yu Xiaogang couldn't imagine how Tang San would view his incompetent teacher after losing his last hope.

Therefore, he could only force himself to appear confident and keep instilling in Tang San and himself the belief that Tang Hao would win.

"But... Teacher, I'm still worried." Tang San's brows were furrowed, and the worry on his face showed no sign of lessening.

"The Spirit Hall has many powerful figures, including quite a few Title Douluos. I heard that Lin Ye is always protected by Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo. Father... he's all alone."

"A mistress!" Yu Xiaogang's face darkened, and he emphasized his words.

"You must have faith in your father! Who is he? He is Tang Hao! The Haotian Douluo who once single-handedly severely injured three Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall, and even fatally wounded the previous Pope, Qian Xunji!"

"Your mere Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs before your father, utterly vulnerable!"

"Your father's power far exceeds your imagination! Since he dared to go, he must have been absolutely certain of success!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice was powerful and resonant, filled with an unquestionable authority.

Tang San was stunned by his words, and the panic in his heart seemed to calm down a bit.

Yes, my father is the invincible Haotian Douluo!

It's a legend of Douluo Continent!

How could I doubt my father's abilities?

He must be worrying unnecessarily.

Father will definitely succeed!

I'm sure I can twist that beast Lin Ye's head off and bring it back to use as a chamber pot!

Tang San's eyes were filled with hope again, as well as a deep-seated resentment towards Lin Ye.

Seeing the change in Tang San's expression, Yu Xiaogang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Things have finally stabilized for the time being.

He walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Tang San.

"Come on, little one, have some water and calm down. What we need to do is stay here and quietly wait for the good news of your father's triumphant return!"

"Um!"

Tang San nodded heavily, took the water cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

The cool water slid down his throat, cooling his anxious heart considerably.

"Teacher, you're right, I was too impatient."

Tang San took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"Father will be alright!"

Yu Xiaogang smiled with satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder again:

"That's right! Trust me, and trust your father!"

However, at that moment...

"Bang!"

The door to the room was violently kicked open from the outside.

A figure tumbled and crawled in, his face filled with terror.

"Master... Master! Something terrible has happened! A major disaster has occurred!"

The visitor was a teacher from Shrek Academy. He was out of breath and his voice was trembling with sobs.

Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed instantly, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

He shouted sternly, "What's the panic! Is the sky falling down? What happened to make you so flustered? What kind of behavior is this!"

Tang San's heart leaped into his throat. He stared intently at the teacher who had barged in, fearing he would hear the last thing he wanted to hear.

The teacher, panting heavily, pointed to the door and shouted with all his might:

"Master! It's...it's His Majesty Haotian! His Majesty Haotian...he's back!"

"Has His Majesty Haotian returned?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were stunned for a moment, then their faces lit up with joy!

came back!

Father is back!

Tang San trembled with excitement, grabbed the teacher's shoulder, and asked urgently:

"My father is back? Where is he now? Is he injured? What about that beast Lin Ye? Has my father already killed him?"

A series of questions popped out of his mouth.

In his mind, since his father had returned, it must mean that he had already accomplished a great mission!

That bastard Lin Ye has definitely been ground to dust by his father!

"See? The mistress!"

Yu Xiaogang also had a big smile on his face, and glanced at Tang San triumphantly, as if everything was within his expectations.

He stroked his non-existent beard and smiled at Tang San, saying:

"What did I just say? Your father is the Haotian Douluo; he'll definitely return victorious! You're just worrying unnecessarily!"

As he spoke, he turned to the teacher, a reserved smile on his face, and asked:

"Your Majesty the Jade Emperor has returned safely, this is a great blessing! Why are you so panicked?"

In his opinion, this teacher must be inexperienced and intimidated by Tang Hao's supreme power as a Title Douluo.

"Yes!" Tang San also realized what was happening, released his grip, and his face was full of smiles.

"My father is back! That beast Lin Ye must be dead by now! This is such a joyous occasion! We should be setting off firecrackers to celebrate! Why are you looking so long-faced?"

Very good!

It was so good!

The huge weight that had been pressing on my heart for days finally fell to the ground with a thud.

Tang San seemed to already see the scene of his father holding Lin Ye's head, which was still wide open in death.

He even began to imagine how he should dispose of Lin Ye's body.

Skinning and pulling out tendons?

Tortured into a thousand pieces?

Or should we turn him into a human pig and throw him into the latrine?

No, that's too lenient on him!

He wanted to bring Lin Ye's corpse to that bitch Zhu Zhuqing, so she could see with her own eyes what a miserable end the man she had chosen had!

The joy in Tang San's heart almost overwhelmed his reason.

However, what the teacher said next was a real shock to them.

"No...no..."

"Master, something's happened...it's His Majesty Haotian who's in trouble!"