Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 29: Just pretend to be a grandson first!
When Tang Hao heard Tang San mention the news about Blade, the corner of his eye twitched unconsciously, and the muscle reaction at that moment revealed his inner fluctuations. His mind quickly went back to the fierce battle with Blade two days ago.

The scene at that time was still vivid in his mind. He, a dignified Titled Douluo, almost lost to a kid who had just awakened his martial spirit. This thought made Tang Hao feel an indescribable anger in his heart.

He held the wine glass tightly, his knuckles turned white from too much force, and the wine glass deformed slightly in his palm, making a slight "creaking" sound. His breathing became heavy, and although he tried his best to control it, the slightly faster rhythm still revealed his inner restlessness.

However, as a Titled Douluo, Tang Hao had a strong ability to manage his emotions, and he quickly adjusted his mindset and regained his composure. He told himself that as long as he didn't say anything and didn't take the initiative to expose himself, the kid would definitely not suspect his true identity.

But at this moment, a question lingered in his mind - why did the blade appear in that forest? Tang Hao recalled what happened that day, and the more he thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed. But he shook his head again, trying to eliminate the doubts in his heart.

How could a young man who had just awakened his martial spirit be so bold as to lurk after a Titled Douluo who was already considered the top in Douluo Continent? This idea itself was absurd.

Tang Hao's mind was wavering in contradiction. In the end, he could only attribute the reason why the blade appeared in that forest to the rich soul power resources there.

After all, a young man with such a natural talent would naturally need more resources to nourish his growth. Although this explanation could not completely eliminate the doubts in his heart, it at least made things seem more reasonable.

Tang Hao took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind. He knew that what he needed to do now was to stay calm, continue to observe, and at the same time ensure Tang San's safety. After all, in this world full of unknowns and dangers, his precious son was the one he needed to protect the most, and he was his future!
There was a hint of unquestionable firmness in Tang Hao's voice, and he looked directly at Tang San, as if he wanted to engrave his words on his son's heart: "Him? You don't have to worry too much, and don't care what Old Jack says.

If he comes looking for us, I will send him away. Just remember what I told you to keep your distance from Blade. I don’t care if you are from the same village or are friends. "

Tang San listened to his father's words, and the doubts in his heart spread rapidly like ignited hay. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were flashing with confusion and shock.

As a person who was born as a killer, Tang Hao's insight into people's hearts is unquestionable, but at this moment, his father seems to have shown unprecedented fear of the blade. This attitude makes Tang San confused and even a little uneasy.

"What's going on?" Tang San shouted in his heart, his fists unconsciously clenched, his nails digging deep into his palms. "You haven't avenged your genius son yet! Stay away from him, there's nothing I can do to avenge him!"

Tang San's thoughts were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. He suddenly thought that he seemed to have an inexplicable attraction to the blade, like a destined enemy that would never stop fighting. This feeling made him feel cold in his heart. If he kept hiding and he kept chasing, what a bullshit solution it would be! !
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly continued to ask: "Dad, what if Blade takes the initiative to find me? I can't just hide away all the time, right? If he really wants to cause trouble for me, I can't just sit there and wait for death, right?"

Tang Hao was also stunned for a moment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, obviously he did not expect Tang San to raise such a question. He asked himself that his identity was hidden very well. As long as Tang San did not expose the Haotian Hammer, the Blade would not be able to turn his doubtful eyes on him. Even if Tang San accidentally exposed himself, how could the Haotian Sect find his head with so many disciples who use the Haotian Hammer? As for the fact that Bian beat his baby son before, he can't see it for the time being. When he finds it out, he will remember to calculate it together!

Tang Hao frowned, as if thinking about something, and then he said in a deep voice: "Why did he take the initiative to look for you? There is no need to say more about this, in short, don't provoke him. If he really annoys you, just pretend to be a friend, try to please him, and learn to be smarter. You have to remember that you need to grow up well and keep working hard."

At this point, Tang Hao's tone became serious, and he emphasized again: "Also, I emphasize again, don't let others know about your left-hand hammer!"

Hearing this, Tang San's expression instantly became colorful, with question marks all over his face like stars in the sky. He screamed in his heart: "My aunt, my grandmother, my brain and cerebellum! Living father, what happened to your promise to help your son get revenge?!"

Tang San's heart almost collapsed. He never thought that his father, whom he had been expecting so much, would give such an answer. The scene he imagined of a hero saving a beautiful girl and father and son joining forces to fight against a powerful enemy did not appear at all. Instead, he was asked to greet his enemy with a smile, which made him feel extremely absurd and aggrieved.

"Now, what the hell is this?!" Tang San shouted in his heart, his face full of unwillingness and confusion. "The enemy is coming, and I have to face him!? This is not revenge, this is clearly asking me to swallow my anger!"

Tang Hao's tone was serious and firm. He looked directly at Tang San, and his voice was filled with unquestionable authority: "Did you hear that?"

Tang San came back to his senses from his thoughts and nodded awkwardly, but his heart was in a mess. It was as if countless grass mud horses were running wildly in his mind, and the shock in his heart was beyond words. He always thought that his father Tang Hao was a hidden behind-the-scenes boss, but now it seems that his father's strength may not be as invincible as he imagined. If Tang Hao is really as powerful as the legend says, then how could a blade make him so afraid?
Tang San sighed helplessly in his heart. As the protagonist, he was still willing to believe that his father, who had the protagonist's halo, had a certain background.

But at this moment, he could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that his father would not really stage a drama like "Kicked out of the family for being too useless, and can only live in a small village!", let alone a bloody plot like "A useless man accidentally discovered his son's talent, and vowed to rely on his son to get to the top and take back everything that belongs to him! !"

Tang Hao saw his son nod, and his worries were slightly relieved. He patted Tang San's shoulder with relief. Facing such a son with an equally extraordinary talent, he saw hope for the future.

His tone softened a little, his eyes revealing his expectations and concern for his son: "Xiao San, a genius who can't grow up is not a genius, you have to remember this. I also want you to make fewer enemies, so that when you are truly strong, no one will be able to bully you anymore!"

"Let's go, let's see how you've been practicing your hammering skills these days." Tang Hao said, turning around and walking towards the training ground, his steps firm and powerful. Tang San followed closely behind his father, although he still had doubts in his heart, but since his father had said so, what could he do? At worst, he could just pretend to be a grandson in front of the blade! Later, the new and old accounts will be settled together! !
Tang San gritted his teeth and thought.

(End of this chapter)