When Ye Fan returned to the dormitory, Xiao Wu had already become the boss of the entire Notting Academy.
When she saw Ye Fan, she couldn't help but want to get close to him. With a rabbit-like leap, she pounced towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan instinctively wanted to sidestep to avoid her.
But ultimately, he was a Summoning Spirit Master, and not as agile as Xiao Wu, who was a Strong Attack type.
His body stumbled, and he fell.
Xiao Wu kissed Ye Fan directly on the face.
Everyone in Dorm Seven was instantly stunned.
"Sister Xiao Wu, there's no need to be like that when you see Ye Fan, right?"
Wang Sheng asked blankly.
Tang San felt even stranger, but he always felt that the person Xiao Wu kissed should have been him, not Ye Fan.
It was as if something very important to him had been stolen.
And just when this thought appeared in Tang San's mind, his mind instantly blanked, and he slapped himself in the face in his heart.
He really was courting death.
Xiao Wu blushed, quickly got up from Ye Fan, covered her face, and lay on the bed.
Ye Fan helplessly wiped the saliva off his face and lay on the bed, quietly cultivating.
Because of this matter, Xiao Wu didn't dare to speak to Ye Fan all day.
But in the middle of the night, as Ye Fan was cultivating, a body skillfully pressed down on him again,
Xiao Wu was like she couldn't sleep unless she was holding Ye Fan.
Ye Fan gave Xiao Wu's butt a pinch.
The feel was good.
Ye Fan was also enjoying himself.
It wasn't because Xiao Wu was hugging him, but because when Xiao Wu hugged him while sleeping, he could enjoy an additional fifty percent increase in his cultivation speed.
Time passed quickly at Notting Academy. In the blink of an eye, a year had gone by, and the annual holiday arrived.
Tang San returned to Holy Soul Village alone.
Ye Fan, however, stayed at the academy with Xiao Wu.
The two orphans had nowhere to go.
Just like the original story,
When Tang San returned home, Tang Hao was already gone. Tang Hao had only left a letter behind and wasn't at home.
When Tang San learned this, he was completely stunned. He'd finally had a father in this life, but after only a little over six years, his father had abandoned him.
In his previous life, he was an orphan. How was he still an orphan in this life? Could it be that he was destined to be an orphan?
Late at night,
Ye Fan lay in bed, holding Xiao Wu while cultivating.
With Xiao Wu present, his cultivation speed increased by fifty percent. That was fast.
The plot description suddenly changed.
[Tang Hao arrived at the dormitory building of Notting Academy because he needed to talk to Yu Xiaogang about Tang San's situation…]
Just after midnight, the three free modification chances had refreshed; he should use them if possible.
A wicked thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
He just didn't know if it would work.
[Modification successful.]
Yu Xiaogang was in his room, reading a book and studying Tang San's development. After all, this was his hope for proving himself in the future.
Tang San's First Spirit Ring, for some unknown reason, was only a ten-year ring, with no offensive power.
The Second Spirit Ring must have a breakthrough.
Tang San went home, his heart feeling empty.
They had spent a year together, even though he didn't say it out loud.
Bang, bang, bang! At that moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Yu Xiaogang frowned. Normally, apart from Tang San, no one would come to see him.
"Come in," Yu Xiaogang said calmly, putting down the book in his hand.
The door opened, and a tall figure walked in.
He wore a simple gray robe, with messy black hair draped over his shoulders. His old face was etched with the marks of time.
His cloudy eyes seemed to belong to a man at the end of his life, which was completely incongruous with his appearance of only being around fifty years old.
"Hello, Master."
The newcomer's voice was low and a little hoarse.
Tang Hao said lightly, "Come to think of it, we haven't seen each other in twenty years, have we? It's no wonder you wouldn't recognize me in this state. My name is Tang Hao."
"Tang Hao?"
Yu Xiaogang's usually stiff, zombie-like face changed drastically.
His pupils focused almost instantly. He stared fixedly at the person in front of him, his hands gripping the table. His fingers had turned a pale blue.
"Clear Sky Douluo!"
Tang Hao waved his hand, speaking coldly, "Back then, we had a few encounters. Others might think you're just a madman, but I know you're a persistent person."
Yu Xiaogang's emotions gradually calmed. His stiff face twitched slightly. "It seems I guessed correctly. You are indeed Tang San's father. He has already returned home. Why are you here?"
Tang Hao nodded. "It's precisely because he returned home that I am here."
"I know he proposed to you, and you agreed."
"As a father, I should have come to see you long ago."
Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically. Tang Hao hadn't forgotten his purpose for being here.
Tang Hao took a step forward and kicked the door shut. At the same time, he slowly walked forward and closed the windows, pulling the curtains.
Yu Xiaogang was already dumbfounded, completely not understanding what Tang Hao was trying to do.
Tang Hao advanced towards Yu Xiaogang step by step,
Yu Xiaogang retreated step by step,
Until he bumped into the wall of the room with a "bang!"
"Gulp!"
"Your Excellency, what are you going to do?"
"Hmm."
Yu Xiaogang: ???
However, there was no one left in the dormitory building,
so no one heard anything.
Even Ye Fan only knew what had happened in the room from the plot introduction.
Finally,
Yu Xiaogang, completely despondent, lay on the table, feeling as if he no longer wanted to live.
Yu Xiaogang's psychological shadow had long exceeded the entire Douluo Continent.
"Bastard, Tang Hao, you son of a bitch!"
(End of Chapter)