Unlike Tang Sui, who controlled the masks to smash fiercely with pure venting, Tang Hao was truly going all out, attacking with deadly intent.
Cornered by the father and daughter, one attacking from afar and the other up close, Dugu Bo was beaten until he spat blood, his injuries severe.
Although also a Titled Douluo, in a real fight, he truly couldn't defeat Tang Hao.
The latter, harboring a desire for torment, did not grant him a quick end. Instead, he cooperated with the vicious girl's assault, slowly torturing him to avenge his children.
Dugu Bo, reduced to a punching bag: "..."
He once again laboriously wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shakily rising to his feet. Looking at Tang Hao, who was enveloped in a terrifying black aura, he regretted provoking this lunatic and proud father a million times over.
He hadn't realized that the esteemed Clear Sky Douluo was such a... doting father.
Just because of a single sentence from this little girl, he had been severely tortured, yet it had, in a way, saved his life.
Unbeknownst to Dugu Bo, in Tang Hao's heart, he had already lost a child, not even preserving the body, which had been corroded by this old poison master's toxins.
Even more unknown to him, whose reputation on the continent had been tarnished, Dugu Bo, with his pair of dark green snake eyes fixed on the little girl who interrupted him every time he spoke, endured Tang Hao's hammer blow and said in a hoarse, rapid voice, "Tang Hao, I really didn't kill your son. It was your daughter's martial soul that swallowed your son. If you don't believe me, ask your daughter!" Soudan Novels.
Damn it, it was this wicked girl who, with ill intentions, wanted to use him as a weapon to kill her brother, but he ended up taking the blame!
He had been so angered by this wicked girl earlier that he fainted, thinking that honor was worth more than life. Now, the reality proved... he truly couldn't defeat this madman, Tang Hao.
Now, he could seek peace... he had only abducted the person, but not killed him, so perhaps he could use this as a condition for peace...
The ape mask's attack was a beat too late. Although it landed on Dugu Bo this time, it didn't stop him from quickly revealing the truth.
However, with this revelation, Tang Hao's attack immediately stopped.
Dugu Bo didn't know why Tang Hao believed his words so easily and turned to look at the little girl, but the fact was, he had done the right thing.
Very well, a gentleman's revenge is never too late.
【Host, Tang San seems to be waking up soon. Shall I knock him out again?】
The system's subtly malicious voice sounded. Tang Sui met Tang Hao's questioning gaze, blinked her eyes, her small face, still streaked with tears, appearing utterly bewildered, as if she knew nothing about it.
What did Little Black's actions have to do with her?
Their memories weren't shared!
System:【...】
【Host?】 The system asked again. Tang Sui replied in her mind, 'Knock him out.' Instantly, her aura underwent a drastic change.
'System, switch attack form.'
"Hoo—"
Her pale, light-colored long dress was brushed by wisps of black mist, like ink colors blooming on Xuan paper. The monotonous color instantly deepened into darkness, and her entire demeanor visibly transformed. Seeing this, Dugu Bo's face darkened, and he pointed at Tang Sui, saying, "It's this! Just now, this little girl suddenly became very strange and made her two masks swallow your son!"
"Shut up."
Tang Hao coldly spat out two words.
Dugu Bo's face turned green, but considering his current predicament, his brow twitched violently. He suppressed his anger and watched the father and daughter exchange glances.
Without looking back, he watched the two jade-white masks, which had silently returned to his younger daughter's side, transform into a black base with gold patterns. His eyes, flickering with complexity and disbelief, met the other pair of deep, dark pupils. Looking at his little daughter, who had suddenly become so serene, he tentatively asked, "You... actually have consciousness, don't you?"
Tang Sui blinked her tear-laden eyes. Though her delicate features were the same, the difference in their demeanor was immediately discernible.
"Mhm."
Tang Sui responded faintly, then waved her hand. The fox mask's empty fox eyes lit up with a faint green glow. The next second, it spat out dense black mist from its fox mouth.
The black mist flew out, gradually coalescing in the air into an elongated, three-dimensional oval shape.
"Hoo—"
The black mist dissipated and gathered beneath the unconscious Tang San, lifting him into the air.
Tang Hao's bloodshot eyes widened, a surge of intense joy rising in his heart, "Little San!"
"He's fine."
Tang Sui's gaze slowly shifted to Dugu Bo, who was silently acting as a background prop. Her dark eyes were deep, like an abyss without a bottom. Seeing this, Dugu Bo's scalp tingled, a chill spreading from the back of his spine. He secretly tensed his muscles and nerves, ready to counterattack or defend at any moment.
Recalled from the joy of his son being alive, Tang Hao looked at his serene younger daughter and also noticed Tang Sui's gaze.
He glanced at Dugu Bo, who was startled like a frightened bird, and said gravely, "You appeared because you sensed Little San was in danger, didn't you?"
Tang Sui withdrew her gaze and looked at Tang Hao with a distant expression, remaining silent.
A look of understanding flashed in Tang Hao's eyes. He looked at his quiet daughter and sighed. Just as he was about to say something, the little girl's demeanor changed once again, transforming back into a harmless young deer.
This time, the young deer didn't exhibit a bewildered expression. She merely stared at him blankly. Her small face first showed confusion, then understanding, and finally, blankness. As she snapped back to reality, tears began to fall as she sobbed, "I... I'm sorry, Father... I... Brother... I didn't..."
Although Tang Sui's words were somewhat jumbled, it didn't prevent Tang Hao from piecing together a series of reasons based on his brief conversation with "Little Black" and the resulting imaginations. His gaze towards his little daughter remained gentle, "Mhm, Dad knows. It's not your fault."
Dugu Bo, who had just been beaten senseless: What the heck, Tang the Madman, you believe everything your daughter says with a few words?!
The system, having witnessed the entire performance by the host: 【Tsk, tsk, tsk.】
It's so good when everything is imagined by others instead of having to think for yourself.
— Author's Note —
Special thanks to "Mian Bao Chao Tian" for the generous reward. Congratulations to this great supporter for being promoted to the second盟主 (Alliance Leader) of this book!
Starting tomorrow, there will be frequent updates. Mo Li will seize the time to sleep and will write for you all day tomorrow!
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