After a brief exchange,
Tang San couldn't help but frown.
His first impression of the Evil Blood Douluo was quite good.
Although Xue Beng's attitude towards him had changed drastically on two separate occasions, he trusted his father.
However, since Titan wanted to invite him to the Power Clan for a meeting,
he couldn't refuse.
He could also see that
Titan was absolutely loyal to him and his father.
A dignified Soul Douluo, upon seeing his Clear Sky Hammer, actually disregarded his dignity and knelt down in public.
Tang San asked
himself if he were in that situation, he would hesitate for a while, and might not even be able to bring himself to kneel down.
So far, he had only knelt to Yu Xiaogang.
In addition, Titan's concerns were also reasonable.
Since his father was with Xue Beng and the others, why hadn't they mentioned his father when recruiting the Power Clan?
"Young Master, we have arranged everything. Please come with me."
Tai Long was also an impatient person.
He said, pulling Tang San towards the school gate.
Grandpa had given him a time limit; if he was late, he might get a few slaps across the face.
"Alright,"
Tang San nodded in agreement.
He could also use this opportunity to inquire about the Min Clan from Titan; his Blue Silver Grass was truly useless.
Just as he was about to take a step, Tang San hesitated.
"Tylon, I want to inform my teachers first."
"Don't worry, Young Master, I'll inform your teachers once you're on the carriage. Grandpa said there are definitely many people watching you in the shadows, so we shouldn't be too conspicuous; keep things simple."
Tylon spoke eloquently.
His grandfather's instructions seemed to be right before his eyes, remembered with exceptional clarity.
Tang San pondered for a moment.
He understood that his identity was sensitive, and the Spirit Hall had probably already noticed him.
His Purple Demon Eye's perception was also excellent; he naturally understood that wherever he appeared, there were suspicious people.
"Okay, then I'll trouble you then."
"No problem, Tylon was sent by Grandpa to serve the Young Master."
Tylon patted his chest proudly.
He pulled Tang San away.
At the entrance of Blue Tyrant Academy, a carriage was indeed waiting.
The coachman had gray hair and a dark face—it was none other than Ye Qiu's disguise. Under
the cover of his life-mimicry, Ye Qiu
activated his Sharingan, watching as Tai Long brought Tang San over.
At the same time, he was scanning the surrounding area for suspicious people.
There were indeed quite a few suspected spies.
Ye Qiu didn't spot Bone Douluo at all, but he was definitely watching him from afar.
With his spatial abilities, he
only needed to keep an eye on him from a distance.
He could quickly appear before him at any time to patch up any potential problems and
deal with any tails trying to follow.
A moment later
, Tang San, led by Tai Long, arrived at the carriage where Ye Qiu was.
Ye Qiu jumped down from the carriage and bowed.
"Young Master, please."
Tai Long very considerately lifted the curtain for Tang San.
"Talon, I'll leave my teacher in your care."
"Don't worry, Young Master, I'll take care of everything here."
Tang San nodded.
He glanced at the seemingly ordinary coachman and then entered the carriage.
Tang San couldn't help but admire Titan's caution.
No wonder he was his father's capable follower; seemingly rough, yet incredibly meticulous.
Ye Qiu was too lazy to say anything more to Talon, this mere tool.
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After receiving the messenger, they drove the carriage out of the city.
Tailong stood at the entrance of Blue Tyrant Academy,
watching the departing carriage.
He felt quite pleased with himself; he had exceeded his grandfather's expectations this time
… The
carriage slowly moved forward,
passing through the city gate.
Looking at the wide road outside, Ye Qiu's face gradually broke into a smile.
Meanwhile, inside the carriage, Tang San,
far from the city's hustle and bustle, suddenly felt a sense of unease. He felt something was amiss,
but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
It was just a gut feeling.
Listening to the turning of the carriage wheels, Tang San fell into deep thought,
feeling the vibrations of the carriage.
He finally realized something was wrong!
How could this carriage be so simple?!
Logically speaking, given the respect the Power Clan showed him, they wouldn't treat him like this.
Besides, Titan was extremely loyal to his father.
When he saw him, he was still inquiring about his father's whereabouts. If he had truly learned of his father's appearance, he would have rushed over with his family to pay homage.
Most importantly!
How did the Power Clan know about his father?!
He hadn't told anyone outside Shrek Academy about his departure.
Thinking of this,
Tang San broke out in a cold sweat!
Had Tailong betrayed him?!
"Stop! Stop!"
Tang San began banging on the side of the carriage, trying to get the people outside to stop it.
But,
upon hearing his shouts,
the carriage not only didn't stop, but instead sped up even more.
The sound of the whip cracking against the horse's rear end was like firecrackers, the wheels turning increasingly violently, and the carriage jolting more and more violently!
"You bastard, stop right now, or I'll make you regret it!"
*Whoosh!
* Tang San immediately reached for his waist.
A Zhuge Crossbow appeared in his hand, pointing at the curtain, ready to pull the trigger.
Suddenly
, the carriage curtain was lifted a corner, and to Tang San's strange gaze, a dozen or so 'fruits' larger than fists were thrown in.
Blue and red...
about to collide.
Tang San's face changed drastically, his soul nearly leaving his body.
Unprecedentedly, he felt a deadly crisis.
Boom! Boom!
On a deserted, secluded road, a carriage suddenly exploded.
The explosions seemed endless.
The carriage and horses were shattered, blood and debris flying everywhere.
Smoke and dust filled the sky, drifting in the wind.
From inside came Tang San's screams.
At the instant of the explosion, Ye Qiu had already activated his ethereal form.
He stood coldly in place,
watching.
Ye Qiu didn't believe Tang San would die so easily.
In the thick fog,
Tang San was surrounded by fragments of Blue Silver Grass, his face and body covered in cuts from the carriage debris.
His face was flushed.
"Pfft!"
Suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, Tang San opened his purple eyes, staring intently at the strange man before him.
With blood in his mouth, he spoke with difficulty.
"Who are you? Why did you kill me?"
As he spoke, his hand was already behind his back, holding a Zhuge Divine Crossbow.
Ye Qiu didn't speak.
He just coldly looked at Tang San.
Tang San's expression changed. Looking down, he saw his right leg twisting rapidly.
A sharp pain shot through him; Tang San felt as if his muscles were tearing and his bones were about to shatter.
He immediately took a step back, simultaneously drawing his Zhuge Crossbow and firing at the stranger before him!