Chapter 298: Greedy Little Rabbit! Unbelievable, My Dad Is a Titled Douluo?
Night sank into darkness.
Heaven Dou Academy's student dormitory area was completely silent.
Only Lin Qingmo's dormitory had warm yellow light spilling past the window frame, casting a faint glow beneath the corridor.
"Click!"
The bathroom door gently slid open.
Dense steam surged out.
Lin Qingmo wore a loose sleeping robe, water droplets falling from the ends of his hair as he slowly walked out.
The moment he stepped into the bedroom, a soft figure rushed in front of him.
A pair of jade-like arms wrapped around his waist from behind, a warm little cheek pressed tightly against his back, and her fingertips grabbed the fabric of his sleeping robe.
"Ah Qing, I missed you so much."
Xiao Wu's soft voice came from behind him, carrying a trace of grievance and deep dependence.
Lin Qingmo naturally turned around.
His fingertips brushed across the top of her hair as his voice sounded deep and gentle:
"Did you wait long?"
"Mhm~"
Xiao Wu's nasal voice was soft, and her fingertips gripped even tighter.
"I always feel that when Ah Qing isn't by my side, everything feels empty."
Hearing this, Lin Qingmo tightened his arms and pulled her into his embrace.
Xiao Wu slightly raised her face. The corners of her eyes were red, her pupils moist, her lips pressed gently together, and her fingertips hooked onto the belt of his sleeping robe.
She pouted and acted spoiled shyly.
"Ah Qing, you, you have to compensate me!"
The corners of Lin Qingmo's lips slightly curved as his fingertips brushed across her chin.
"Compensate?"
"I think you, this greedy little rabbit, are just craving something, right?"
After days and nights together, the two already had a tacit understanding that required no words.
Every tiny movement of hers, he could accurately understand.
He exerted strength with his arms and lifted Xiao Wu horizontally.
Xiao Wu let out a startled cry, immediately wrapping her arms around his neck, her cheek burying into his shoulder.
Steady footsteps carried them toward the bed beside them.
The warm yellow light was gradually covered completely by the falling bed curtains.
Only faint breaths remained, intertwining within the silent room.
...
Meanwhile,
Inside a guest room located in the deepest part of Blue Tyrant Academy in Heaven Dou City.
The atmosphere was deathly silent.
Tang San lay on the bed, his eyes tightly closed, having fallen into a deep coma.
Suddenly, his body violently trembled, and he abruptly sat upright.
"Xiao Wu!!!"
He shouted.
His hand covered the position of his heart.
His forehead was covered with a dense layer of cold sweat.
From his heart, waves of tearing pain radiated.
It was as if something incomparably important was moving away from him, something he could never grasp again.
That empty feeling made him nearly unable to breathe.
"Young Master! You finally woke up!"
A loud voice rang out in the room, mixed with unconcealed excitement.
"?"
Tang San subconsciously looked over.
The person guarding beside the bed was an extremely burly man, Tai Tan, who had forcefully entered Blue Tyrant Academy and caused a commotion!
Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.
Deep bone-piercing anger surged across his face, along with instinctive fear from his body.
His memories were still fresh from moments ago.
This man, before him, had relied only on soul power pressure to firmly suppress him and Yu Xiaogang onto the ground, causing his consciousness to fall into darkness!
Tang San instinctively retreated backward.
Both palms supported against the bedboard, the Mysterious Heaven Skill inside his body circulated at full speed, and soul power surged toward his hands, ready to activate his martial soul and counterattack at any moment.
But before he could activate his martial soul—
Tai Tan made a "thud" sound as both knees hit the ground.
"Crack!"
The hard bluestone floor tiles shattered with fine cracks from this impact.
Facing Tang San on the bed, he deeply bowed his head, his back bending into the most respectful posture.
This was an extreme level of respect.
"???"
This stunned Tang San.
His entire body froze on the bed. The soul power that was circulating at full speed suddenly halted, and even his fingertips forgot to move.
He could not understand!
This Soul Douluo powerhouse before him, who had previously been incomparably domineering and had suppressed him with only pressure to the point where he couldn't activate his martial soul, why would he suddenly kneel so respectfully before him?
And even call him... Young Master?
Tang San's brows furrowed tightly. His back pressed against the bedboard, both palms still filled with soul power, and he dared not relax in the slightest.
However, he still asked:
"Who exactly are you? Why are you calling me Young Master?"
"Replying to the Young Master, this old servant's name is Tai Tan. I am the current clan leader of the Strength Clan and also the most loyal servant under Master."
"Everyone in the Strength Clan follows the Master with absolute loyalty and no second thoughts."
Tai Tan slightly raised his head, his tiger-like eyes surging with excitement.
Tang San's brows furrowed even deeper, his tone carrying a trace of unconcealable urgency:
"Master? Who is this Master you're talking about?"
Countless guesses surged through his mind.
He had never remembered having such a powerful figure around him.
Could someone have set up a trap to deceive him?
Or did this man really mistake him for someone else?
How could a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse easily mistake someone?
Tai Tan's expression instantly became solemn, his back straightening.
"This old servant's master is precisely Young Master's biological father—the great Clear Sky Douluo, Lord Tang Hao!"
Toward Tang Hao, Tai Tan harbored admiration so deep it was engraved in his bones, along with heartfelt faith.
The moment these words came out, Tang San's mind shook violently.
"???"
Even his breathing suddenly stopped.
An expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
Tang Hao!
This name was so familiar it could not be any more familiar.
That was his father!
The man who made a living as a blacksmith in Holy Soul Village, holding a wine jar all day long, drunk and taciturn.
But Clear Sky Douluo...
That was an exclusive title only possessed by a Titled Douluo who stood at the peak of the soul master world and held a title!
Across the entire continent, the number of Titled Douluo could be counted on one's fingers.
Every single one was a top powerhouse capable of shaking an entire region.
His father, that miserable blacksmith who couldn't even manage his own home properly, was actually a Titled Douluo?
How was this possible?
Tang San could hardly believe what he was hearing.
He only felt buzzing in his ears, and even the rhythm of his heartbeat became chaotic.
"The Clear Sky Douluo you're talking about is Tang Hao? My father?"
Seeing him like this, Tai Tan's tiger-like eyes grew watery as he once again lowered his head deeply.
"Replying to Young Master, it is absolutely true!"
"Master Tang Hao is precisely a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, and the Clear Sky Douluo who shook the continent!"
"My Strength Clan was originally attached to the Master and followed him!"
"Young Master, you also possess the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul inherited from Master—that's the symbol of the Clear Sky Sect!"
"..."
Tang San's mind crashed.
He indeed possessed the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul.
Countless fragments of the past flashed rapidly through his mind.
That broken-down blacksmith shop in Holy Soul Village, the wine jar that never left his father's hand, and the complicated and unclear expressions his father occasionally showed when looking at him.
And his father's instructions regarding his twin martial souls...
So all of this was actually true?
He took a deep breath, suppressing the stormy waves in his heart.
"Is everything you said true? My father really is Clear Sky Douluo?"
"This old servant swears on the lives of the entire Strength Clan that every word spoken is true, without the slightest falsehood!"
Tai Tan's voice was firm and powerful, without hesitation.
"..."
Tang San collapsed onto the bed.
He only felt that the understanding he had built over the past ten-plus years had been completely overturned at this moment.
The father he thought was ordinary and destitute was actually a Titled Douluo standing at the peak of the continent.
This truth was too shocking! Far too unbelievable!
End of Chapter