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Lan Minghua had just left Shrek Academy when Flender hurriedly sought out Tang San.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were still frozen in shock, watching Lan Minghua's group disappear into the distance, unable to recover their composure for a long while.
"This… how is this possible? A Titled Douluo actually taking another Titled Douluo as a master!" Yu Xiaogang muttered under his breath, his face full of disbelief.
In his understanding, a Titled Douluo was already the peak existence on the continent.
How could such a proud person humble themselves to acknowledge another Titled Douluo as a master?
Even more, Dugu Bo was a long-renowned Titled Douluo with an illustrious reputation.
For someone that proud to sincerely address a group of teenagers as Senior Brother and Senior Sister—that scene completely overturned his perception of the world.
Tang San's expression was equally unpleasant, a faint sense of being deliberately targeted creeping into his mind.
He had originally planned to befriend Dugu Bo and use his poisons to craft powerful hidden weapons.
But before the plan could even begin, it had already collapsed.
Just then, with a sudden whoosh, Flender appeared before them.
Yu Xiaogang was startled, blurting out, "Flender, when will you get rid of this habit of just appearing out of nowhere?"
The corner of Flender's mouth twitched as he quickly clamped a hand over Yu Xiaogang's mouth, lowering his voice like a thief.
"Shh! Keep it down! Xiao Gang, do you want to get me killed so you can inherit my Shrek Academy?"
Yu Xiaogang stared blankly, puzzled. "Flender, aren't you the headmaster of Shrek Academy? Why are you acting like a thief in your own home?"
Flender didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed Yu Xiaogang's arm and pulled him toward a room, speaking in a low voice.
"Don't talk. Tang San, Xiao Wu, you two don't ask questions either—just come with me."
As he spoke, he used his martial soul to scan the surroundings, making sure no one was watching.
As for Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, ever since they had attacked Yu Xiaogang, Tang San had kicked them out of the team.
After confirming they weren't being monitored, Flender swiftly pulled Yu Xiaogang into the room.
However, none of them realized that at some point, Wu Song had silently appeared on the roof above, drinking heavily and smirking with amusement at the scene below.
Inside the room, Yu Xiaogang shook off Flender's grip, looking at him with open distaste. "Flender, what are you up to? Why are you being so sneaky in your own home?"
Tang San and Xiao Wu also looked puzzled, not understanding why Flender would rush to find them the moment Lan Minghua left.
Flender raised a finger to his lips, signaling for silence. "Shh, just listen."
Yu Xiaogang, seeing his seriousness, realized the matter wasn't simple and kept quiet.
Flender let out a long breath, then promptly pulled a letter from his robe and handed it to Tang San.
"Tang San, this is from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Read it quickly while Lan Minghua isn't here."
Tang San was surprised. Why would the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect write to him?
As far as he knew, they had no real connection.
Still, despite his confusion, he tore open the letter.
Yu Xiaogang thought it would be rude to peek, but curiosity got the better of him and he leaned in.
Seeing this, Tang San simply began reading aloud.
"Tang San, you must be wondering why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, with whom you have no ties, would send you a letter. But don't be hasty—keep reading and you will understand."
"The three upper sects are kindred spirits. When the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect faced a crisis, the Clear Sky Sect stepped in to help. To strengthen relations between the two sects, your father, Tang Hao, has agreed for you to marry Rongrong. To be more precise—you will marry into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as a son-in-law."
Upon reading this, Tang San's face twisted in rage.
As a man, he was being asked to marry into another family—a humiliation he had never endured in his two lifetimes!
Xiao Wu's pupils shrank sharply at the words about him marrying into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Her feelings for Tang San had long since surpassed that of mere siblings, blossoming into deep love.
Seeing the man she desired about to be taken away, she grabbed his hand urgently. "Xiao San, you won't agree to this, will you?"
Tang San was about to vow his refusal when his eyes caught the words "Tang Hao" in the letter, and he cried out.
"Tang Hao? My father is alive?!"
That night, Tang San had believed Tang Hao had perished at Lan Minghua's hands.
After all, with injuries that severe, survival seemed nearly impossible.
Yet now, he was alive!
A rush of joy surged in Tang San's chest.
He didn't answer Xiao Wu right away, but continued reading.
"By now you may be upset. But this is the decision of your father and the Clear Sky Sect. Moreover, once you marry in, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will treat you generously.
As one of the richest powers on the continent, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will devote all its resources to your growth.
With their full support, your powerful hidden weapons will have the chance to spread across the land."
Tang San paused, thinking to himself—
Truly, what you search for high and low may come to you without effort.
His plan to ally with Dugu Bo had failed, but now the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was extending an olive branch of its own.
*The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the wealthiest sect. With their backing, what rare material could I not obtain?
All of Tang Sect's most powerful hidden weapons require precious materials—if I have their help, I can bring them to life across the continent!*
Hope flared within him once more as he imagined using Tang Sect's hidden weapons to defeat Lan Minghua.
Xiao Wu, noticing his lack of response, pouted and tugged at his hand. "Xiao San, you still haven't answered me!"
Tang San hesitated, his eyes darting. He had long had other feelings for Xiao Wu, but the offer from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was simply too tempting. The humiliation of being a son-in-law was already fading from his mind.
An excuse came to him, and he quickly said, "Xiao Wu, you know I'm not someone who would bow for a pittance. But this is Father's decision—I can't disobey him."
Indeed, Tang San would never bow for a pittance—but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's offer was worth at least five hundred shi of rice.
Xiao Wu pouted in dissatisfaction, clearly unhappy with his answer.
Tang San hurried to add, "Xiao Wu, don't worry. No matter what happens, you will always be my sister. Anyone who tries to harm you will have to step over my dead body."
A true romantic, Xiao Wu was instantly won over by his words.
"Mm-hmm, I knew you were the best to me. How could you ever like that little witch Ning Rongrong?"
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief—Xiao Wu was still just as easy to appease.
It wasn't Ning Rongrong's body he desired—it was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's resources.
Yu Xiaogang saw through it all, but didn't expose him.
After all, he had once done something similar—winning over the Saintess of Spirit Hall to gain access to their vast archives.
Tang San was now using the son-in-law status to openly enjoy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's resources.
Little did they know, every word had been heard by Wu Song on the roof.
Meanwhile, the factions that had received word of Lan Minghua's departure from Shrek Academy began to make their moves.
(End of Chapter)