Douluo Continent: Disciple Tang San, righteous yet evil

Chapter 133 Tang Hao: Lin Mu, give Ah Yin back to me!

a few days later.

Driven by rage at the theft of his home, Tang Hao hurriedly returned to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy and headed straight for the Royal Dou Team's training ground.

Before long, he stood on the top of a tall building, looking down at the training ground not far away, his gaze fixed on Lin Mu.

"Lin Mu."

Unlike before, Tang Hao's eyes held a more scrutinizing look. Ever since his home was raided, he had a feeling that Lin Mu had ulterior motives.

Even so, he still didn't dare to go directly to their door.

Even after so many years, his identity remains a sensitive one, and if exposed, it would inevitably attract the Spirit Hall's pursuit.

Although he didn't take ordinary Title Douluos seriously, those few elders were all quite powerful, especially Qian Daoliu, whose soul power was as high as level 99, who hated him to the bone.

If Qian Daoliu knew his whereabouts, he would definitely hunt him down at all costs.

Furthermore, Lin Mu is crucial to the grand plan of revenge against the Spirit Hall, and he doesn't want to push Lin Mu to the opposite side unless absolutely necessary.

If the Spirit Hall can't even handle him, and with Lin Mu, whose potential is immeasurable, he will never have a chance to rise again.

Therefore, as long as Lin Mu does not cross his bottom line before destroying the Spirit Hall, he would rather tolerate it than take action against Lin Mu.

After some thought, Tang Hao used his soul power to transmit his voice, saying, "Lin Mu, this is Tang Hao. I need to talk to you."

Upon hearing this sudden telepathic transmission, Lin Mu's pupils constricted slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

He had expected Tang Hao to come to him.

Ah Yin and the 100,000-year-old right leg bone in the cave were looted, and he happened to have been gone for a while. Even if Tang Hao wasn't very smart, he would still suspect him.

Immediately, Lin Mu looked up at the top of a building not far away and saw a man wearing a gray robe, dressed exactly like Tang Hao a few years ago.

"Is this guy too lazy to even change his coat?"

Thinking of this, Lin Mu couldn't help but gasp inwardly. No wonder Tang San had such a miserable childhood. With such a lazy father, how could he possibly have a good life?

At this moment, Tang San noticed his master's unusual behavior and immediately looked in the direction of his gaze.

"Why is he here again?"

Upon seeing the gray-robed man on the roof, Tang San frowned immediately. Ever since he was slapped last time, he had felt a deep-seated aversion to this unfilial father.

He is clearly not even one ten-thousandth as good as his master, yet he acts with a sense of entitlement as a father, which makes him unworthy of being called a father.

Seeing that Lin Mu did not respond for a long time, Tang Hao's expression turned unfriendly, and he urged again through telepathy: "Lin Mu, this matter is related to the mistress, you can't just sit idly by."

Sensing Tang Hao's urgency, Lin Mu's lips curled up slightly. She liked the way he was anxious yet helpless.

As time passed, Tang Hao grew increasingly impatient and even planned to forcibly abduct Lin Mu.

Just as he was about to make his move, Lin Mu flew over here.

Seeing this, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Then, with a flash, he darted between the tops of these buildings, leading Lin Mu away from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

This place is crowded and noisy; it's not a good place to talk.

However, just as they left, Tang San quietly followed them, and the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg soul bone came in handy.

Although both skills of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg soul bone are support-type, their advantage lies in their low soul power consumption, which is perfect for Tang San, whose cultivation level is not high.

A few minutes later, Lin Mu followed Tang Hao to a secluded place.

At this moment, Tang Hao slowly stopped, turned around abruptly to look at Lin Mu, and his eyes overflowed with barely suppressed anger as he questioned, "I told you to come out and see me, why have you wasted so much time?" He clearly heard his telepathic message, yet he hesitated to act; perhaps he had something to hide!

Facing Tang Hao's angry glare, Lin Mu stepped forward, his eyes blazing, and said coldly, "You still have the nerve to mention mistresses to me? You injured my disciple before, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's pupils dilated in shock, and he staggered back a few steps.

That slap truly made him feel guilty.

However, being treated like this by a junior, Tang Hao felt a surge of anger and said righteously, "It's only natural for a father to beat his son!"

In his eyes, it's perfectly normal for a father to discipline his son; there's no need for any explanation.

Even if Lin Mu is the mistress's teacher, he is still an outsider. No matter how good he is to the mistress, he can't compare to his biological father.

The bonds of kinship, thicker than blood, are unbreakable!

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu was so angry that she laughed. No wonder she took it for granted that the housework would be handed over to her four-year-old son. Now it all made sense.

He took a few steps forward, his gaze sweeping over Tang Hao's weathered face, and said with a hint of mockery:
"Tsk tsk, as expected of the Haotian Douluo who is famous throughout the continent, he actually uses this kind of courage to deal with enemies to discipline his son."

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's brows furrowed, and his eyes turned cold.

He could naturally hear the sarcasm in her words, but he never expected Lin Mu to dare to speak to him like that.

A few years ago, Lin Mu was just a minor Soul Master whom he could easily kill. In just a few years, however, his strength has reached the level of a Super Douluo, and his ambition has also skyrocketed.

Lin Mu actually mocked the senior who had once helped him, showing no understanding of humility whatsoever.

After a moment of silence, Tang Hao slowly said, "Lin Mu, don't forget, I helped you hunt for your fifth spirit ring!"

"What, are you trying to demand payment now?"

Lin Mu refused to back down.

Seeing that this guy wouldn't budge, Tang Hao's anger intensified, but he could only control his emotions when he thought of the threat from the Spirit Hall.

Immediately, Tang Hao looked up at Lin Mu and said in a gentler tone, "Lin Mu, you are the mistress's teacher, and I am his father. There should be no conflict between us."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mumo shrugged silently.

Seeing that he did not deny it, Tang Hao breathed a slight sigh of relief and continued, "I came to find you mainly for one thing: did you take the 100,000-year-old soul bone that I put in the cave?"

"Yes, I took it."

Lin Mu readily admitted it.

Tang Hao was taken aback by his straightforwardness. He had thought the guy would try to fool him, but his honesty left him speechless for a moment.

After a moment, Tang Hao took a deep breath and asked, "Where is this 100,000-year-old soul bone now?"

"I saw that this soul bone was very compatible with the Blue Silver Grass, so I let Xiao San absorb it."

Hearing Lin Mu's explanation, Tang Hao finally felt relieved. Since Lin Mu did not try to steal the 100,000-year-old soul bone, it meant that he was sure he had not used Tang San.

After figuring out the matter, Tang Hao began to inquire about Ah Yin's whereabouts.

"There was another Blue Silver Grass inside the cave. Did you take it with you?"

"I'm sorry, I cannot tell you."

Lin Mu crossed his arms and looked calmly at Tang Hao, clearly not intending to tell him where Ah Yin was.

(End of this chapter)