Chapter 102 Despised by All! Tang Hao Collapses!
If you don't look at Tang San's twisted smile.
The atmosphere within the Tang Clan is currently extremely awkward.
Titan, the patriarch of the Power Clan, froze in mid-air with his rough, large hand that had been wiping away tears.
The tear stains on her face were still wet.
The snot was still running down my nose.
But his old face was now as red as if it had been thrown into a dye vat, a deep purplish-red.
The more I cried just now, the more embarrassing I am now.
"this..."
Titan opened his mouth, wanting to say something to ease the suffocating awkwardness, but found that his throat was blocked and he couldn't utter a single syllable.
Just a few minutes ago.
He knelt on the ground, pounding his chest and stamping his feet, crying out, "My master has suffered so much!" and "The Spirit Hall shall die a horrible death!"
He was still praising Tang Hao's deep affection, wishing he could tear his heart out to show his loyalty.
And what was the result?
Tianmu slapped him hard across the face, making him see stars.
What deep affection?
It's all a scheme!
What was it that you were forced into this situation?
It's all scripted!
Tang Hao was thinking about how to make his wife's death more meaningful and how to use her death to advance himself to the Title Douluo level.
Only a bunch of fools are genuinely shedding tears here.
"Chieftain..."
Taino cautiously tugged at his father's sleeve, his voice extremely low.
"Did we cry too soon?"
Titan whirled around, slapped his son on the back of the head, and angrily yelled:
"Shut up!"
"Don't speak! Nobody thinks you're mute!"
But deep down he had to admit it.
This time, I really misjudged the situation.
Is this the master they swore to serve to the death?
Is this the legendary Haotian Douluo, who stands tall and upright?
If he can scheme against even his own wife and children, then what are these subordinate clans to Tang Hao?
It's probably not even as good as that Blue Silver Grass!
They're just cannon fodder that can be discarded at any time!
Niu Gao of the Yu clan had a livid face, and the teacup he was holding had long since been crushed into powder.
"Well done, Tang Hao."
"What a fine Haotian Sect."
"Are you making a fool of us?"
Bai He of the Min clan was so angry that his beard trembled. He was Tang San's great-uncle and Ah Yin's nominal relative.
Although Ah Yin is a soul beast, they are still related by marriage.
Seeing his in-laws being schemed against like this, he felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
"You were moved for nothing."
"It's all fake."
"This family is cunning, the old is treacherous, and the young is poisonous; there's not a single good person among them!"
...
Wuhun City, Papal Palace.
Inside the magnificent hall, all was silent.
Bibidon sat on the papal throne, holding the scepter that symbolized supreme power in her hand.
Her stunningly beautiful face was now filled with undisguised contempt and disgust.
When she saw Tang Hao destroy the ring for Ah Yin, she was somewhat moved, even though her stance differed from his.
After all, she was also a woman who had been hurt by love.
She also longed for a genuine relationship, for a man willing to fight the world for her.
Even if that man is an enemy, this kind of courage deserves respect.
But now?
"Oh."
Bibi Dong chuckled lightly, her voice full of sarcasm.
She slowly stood up, her long purple dress trailing gracefully across the carpet.
"Yu Xiaogang is a good-for-nothing."
"This Tang Hao is the worst of the worst."
Her gaze pierced through the dome of the main hall, landing directly on Tang Hao's hypocritical face reflected in the sky.
"For a single spirit ring, they'd even scheme against their own spouse."
"Put your deep affection on your own show, and leave your shamelessness to others."
"This is the so-called Haotian Douluo? This is the so-called leader of the righteous path?"
The disgust in Bibi Dong's eyes was almost overflowing.
She hates men who play with emotions the most.
She was even more disgusted by Qian Xunji than she had been back then.
Although Qian Xunji was despicable, his evil was out in the open. He used forceful means to protect the legacy of the Spirit Hall.
And what about Tang Hao?
He killed people with a soft knife.
He took advantage of Ah Yin's trust and love, pushing her step by step into the abyss of death, and in the end, he even stepped on Ah Yin's corpse to erect a memorial archway for a "devoted husband".
People like that deserve to die!
"Pass down the order."
Bibi Dong's voice echoed in the hall, majestic and cold.
"Record what happened in the sky today and spread it to every corner of the continent."
"I want the whole world to see just what kind of people these twin stars of the Haotian Sect really are!"
Standing below, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock and pleasure in each other's eyes.
"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!"
That's good now.
There's no need for the Spirit Hall to smear us.
Tang Hao splashed water on himself, and it was scalding hot.
...
Tianshui City, the Supreme Court.
The crowd in the square was in complete uproar.
The anger that was originally caused by Tang San's possession of the body has now escalated into the destruction of the family's personality due to Tang Hao's "outrageous actions".
"I've learned something new, I've really learned something new."
"I've lived most of my life and seen bad things, but I've never seen anything this bad."
"These Tang father and son, have the word 'shameless' engraved in their bones?"
"The son steals the body of the dead, the father deceives the living for their lives."
"It's hard to believe this family isn't related by blood; they're all wicked people cut from the same mold!"
In the crowd, someone pointed at the sky and cursed.
Some people shook their heads and sighed, feeling sorry for the infatuated Ah Yin.
Many more people felt a deep sense of fear.
If even such seemingly righteous and affectionate strongmen are hypocrites, then what in this world is real?
On the high platform.
Funina had stopped crying.
She stared blankly at the sky, still clutching the soaked handkerchief in her hand.
She turned her head and looked at Navelette, who was sitting in the main seat.
"Navilette…"
"Did you figure it out a long time ago?"
"So that's why you said those things when I was crying just now?"
Navelette did not look at her; her gaze remained calmly fixed ahead.
He tapped the scepter lightly, making a rhythmic sound.
"The complexity of human nature far exceeds your imagination."
"What you see may not be true, and what you hear may not be false."
"In this world, the sharpest weapon is often not a sword, but a lie wrapped in honey."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire venue.
"Let's keep watching."
"A trial requires a complete chain of evidence."
"The victim hasn't said anything yet."
victim?
Everyone was taken aback.
They immediately realized what was happening.
The real victims, besides the possessed baby, are Ah Yin, who sacrificed her life!
...
Xiao Wu stood there, looking like a puppet whose soul had been taken away.
Her face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.
He stared blankly at Tang San, then at Tang Hao in the sky.
Just moments ago, she was still moved by Tang Hao's heroic act and proud to be Tang San's lover.
(End of chapter)