บท 236: Chapter 130 Leaving Slaughter City_1
"What have I done over these years?"
Tang Chen paced in circles, gazing at the buildings of Slaughter City.
Before he knew it, he had already been here for decades.
Meanwhile, scenes from those years began to flood his mind, causing his heart to bleed.
"I've spent decades in Slaughter City, wasted decades, living like a puppet without a mind of my own."
"Asura God, you've fooled me."
He let out a long howl to the sky, venting the frustration in his heart.
A long time passed.
Finally, he calmed down somewhat.
"I must leave this place, I need to leave."
"Bossi, Xi Xi, he's still waiting for me."
"Decades have gone by, I wonder if the sect is still safe."
Tang Chen had many thoughts racing through his mind, then suddenly, he remembered someone, "That's right, the one who woke me was a disciple of the Hao Tian Clan. I should find him first and inquire about the sect's situation."
With that thought, his figure vanished instantaneously from the spot.
Elsewhere.
In a corner of the inner city of Slaughter City.
Tang San huddled up, hiding himself in the corner.
"He's gone mad, the King of Slaughter has gone mad, how could he slaughter among us Soul Masters who can't even use soul skills in Slaughter City."
His mind replayed the previous moments, trembling with fear.
He was truly scared.
In front of a powerhouse like the King of Slaughter, Tang San felt as insignificant as an ant.
Previously, he had narrowly escaped death thanks to Tang Sect techniques. If the King of Slaughter came after him again, he didn't know what he could use to defend himself...
"I hope he never finds me, may he never find me."
Tang San prayed inwardly.
But at that very moment, his body abruptly shuddered.
He clearly heard the sound of footsteps approaching from a distance.
Thud, thud, thud, thud...
The footsteps grew closer and more rhythmic.
Each sound was almost the same interval as before.
"Could it be the King of Slaughter coming?"
Tang San's heart sank, instinctively, he stood up against the wall.
However, at that very moment, the footsteps stopped.
Tang San looked ahead but found no one in sight.
"Phew..."
"It seems he's gone."
Tang San let out a sigh of relief.
"Hehe, so you're here."
The voice came from above.
Tang San hastily looked up to see a figure floating in the air, looking down at him with a cold smile on his lips.
"It's him, the King of Slaughter!"
"Has he finally caught up to me?"
Tang San's pupils shrank, his heart filled with fear, as he internally cried out that it was all over.
If it weren't for the wall behind him, he might have collapsed to the ground.
"Not bad, not bad. You truly are a disciple of the Hao Tian Clan, brave in the face of danger. Ordinary people would probably be scared out of their wits. Yet you can remain calm and think of ways to handle a life-and-death crisis, truly commendable."
A hint of admiration appeared on Tang Chen's face.
"What the hell is he talking about?"
After hearing Tang Chen's words, Tang San was completely bewildered.
He even thought he might be hallucinating.
At that moment, Tang Chen spoke to the dumbfounded Tang San, "Kid, what's your name, who are your elders, state your name, let the old ancestor hear."
Tang San's heart stirred, realizing a possibility and feeling a rush of excitement.
A turn of events, this was a turnaround!
He hastily responded, "Senior, my name is Tang San, my father Tang Hao. My uncle Tang Xiao is the current Haotian Sect Master."
Tang San hurriedly mentioned anyone related to him, hoping to establish a connection and save his life.
Upon hearing Tang San's words, Tang Chen's eyes immediately showed surprise, "What, you're Hao'er's son?"
Hao'er? Tang San was also taken aback upon hearing Tang Chen's nickname.
He realized, this King of Slaughter truly did have a connection to himself.
"Swoosh!"
The next moment, Tang San's vision blurred as a figure appeared before him.
And that person stretched out large hands, clamping heavily onto his shoulders.
Tang Chen indeed saw a shadow of Tang Hao on Tang San's face.
No mistake.
Tang Chen became even more certain that this kid was indeed Tang Hao's offspring!
"Senior, you..."
Tang San frowned in pain and spoke softly.
"What senior? I am Tang Hao's own grandfather, just call me Great Grandfather."
Tang Chen cut Tang San off.
"Great Grandfather?"
Honestly, Tang San was stunned by this term.
He had considered there might be some relation between them, but he never expected it to be so close.
"Ah, that's right, good child."
After hearing Tang San's response, Tang Chen smiled, "I didn't expect Hao'er's child to have grown up so much."
For a moment, Tang San wasn't sure what to say in response.
Because he was well aware that in such situations, it's best to say nothing at all.
The more you say, the more mistakes you make; the less you say, the fewer mistakes.
Tang Chen asked again, "Xiaosan, may I call you that?"
Tang San nodded, "Great Grandfather, of course, you may call me that."
"Good."
Tang Chen nodded lightly, a content smile on his face, "Indeed, a well-behaved child. Let's go, I will take you away from here now."
"Leave here, to where?"
Puzzlement spread across Tang San's face.
Tang Chen said matter-of-factly, "Of course, to leave Slaughter City. This is not where you should be."
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