"The past titles are not needed."

Tang Hao raised his hand to stop Ling Yun from speaking out his identity.

"It turns out it's you. It seems that I'm not wrong... You are indeed the mistress's father."

Ling Yun deliberately showed a serious expression and looked at Tang Hao with his eyes.

"So many years have passed, you have become much older. What are you here for this time? Is it just to come to see me?"

Tang Hao shook his head lightly, and his expression immediately changed.

"Master, why did you teach the mistress? He is only 6 years old now, and I kiss me and a little girl of the same age... I really can't stand it!"

Tang Hao had a gloomy old face and almost got angry. Ling Yun could confirm his behavior. He had not met Tang San yet.

Tang San has already returned home now, but Tang Hao has not been able to meet him. Ling Yun guessed that Tang Hao should have gone to see his wife.

He seemed to have no other interests except to see A Yin.

Ling Yun grinned and asked Tang Hao with a weird look.

"Didn't your son learn from you like this? Why can you do it, but your son can't do it?

Besides, the mistress is your son, so how to educate him should be your responsibility, right? I am just his teacher.”

Tang Hao didn't expect Ling Yun to make such a remark, and his tiger eyes glared at him.

"You fart, don't think I don't know. The mistress is also your adopted son. As an adoptive father, shouldn't you educate your children well?"

Ling Yun pretended to be speechless and asked hesitantly.

"You, you know? Sorry, I didn't know he was your child at the beginning. I just saw that he thought it was very likable, so I took him as my adopted son."

"I don't care about this. Anyway, the mistress is your adopted son. As the adoptive father, you need to teach him well.

No matter how you teach him, I just hope that next time I come to Notting Academy, he and that girl will be reserved."

Tang Hao waved his hand and showed an impatient look. Ling Yun had no choice but to nod and agree to his request.

After some greetings, Tang Hao left Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Just like in the original work, Tang Hao gave Ling Yun a command of the elders of the Martial Soul Hall to facilitate Ling Yun's future actions.

Adhering to the principle of not taking advantage of the situation and being a bastard, Ling Yun naturally would not be polite to him, so he put away the elder order on the spot.

After Tang Hao left, Ling Yun's mental power immediately withdrew from the body of the puppet Yu Xiaogang and returned to his body.

He could feel it at this moment that Tang Hao was not observing him secretly. He must have left Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Ling Yun glanced at Xiao Wu in his arms and said with a smile on his lips.

"Tang San and Tang Hao have not met yet. I plan to rush to Tang San's house later. It is best to deal with him so that he will not have too many dreams."

"Brother, do you want to kill all the people? To eliminate future troubles?"

Xiao Wu looked at Ling Yun with a proper look. He has always believed in the principle of killing everything, and it is impossible for Tang San to live like this.

"That's natural. If that kid Tang San doesn't die, I'm afraid you and I will be in danger.

Tang San’s father, uncle, great-grandfather and others are all powerful people, especially his great-grandfather, who even I am a little afraid of it.”

A killing intention flashed in Ling Yun's eyes. He had the will to kill Tang San.

He Lingyun can kill Tang San once, and he can kill Tang San countless times.

After Ling Yun and Xiao Wu expressed their intentions, they left Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

In order to justify leaving Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, Ling Yun controlled the puppet Yu Xiaogang to go to the classroom to ask for leave.

Those teachers were helpless about the blatant partiality of Puppet Yu Xiaogang towards "Tang San".

After all, Puppet Yu Xiaogang is a celebrity around the dean, and his strength is not weaker than them, so it is impossible not to agree.

Ling Yun followed Tang San's memory all the way to the Holy Soul Village. At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Ling Yun arrived at the Holy Soul Village.

The narrowness of the Holy Soul Village was beyond Ling Yun's expectations. It is worthy of being a small village with more than 300 people. It is indeed very impressive to have a Soul Saint in such a small village.

No wonder the old village chief Jack was proud of his soul saint's existence in his village.

Following Tang San's memory, Ling Yun came to his home, a small wooden house that could not withstand the wind and rain at all.

I'm afraid that Tang San could defeat the entire house with one palm, so Ling Yun carefully sensed the house.

At this moment, Tang San was sitting restless in the wooden house, talking nonsense.

"Why haven't my father come back yet? Where has he been? Why are he not at home?"

Tang San muttered to himself, looking at the food on the table, he swallowed and his stomach was also croaking.

Ling Yun raised his mouth slightly and raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who! Who is outside!" Tang San's expression became nervous when he heard the knock on the door without any haste.

Ling Yun didn't reply, but directly pushed open the door, walked in, and arranged the evil god domain in the room, looking at Tang San with a playful look on his face.

"Tang San, you have no need to run away this time, right?"

Tang San looked at the person who was almost exactly the same as him, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"You, are you Yu Xiaogang? Why are you exactly the same as me? Why?"

Ling Yun nodded without comment.

"Yes, I am Yu Xiaogang, and I am your adoptive father, my son, come and call him to listen."

"You, you..." Tang San was also very angry and wanted to kill Ling Yun, but his strength was not enough, so he could only raise his right hand and a hidden weapon shot out from his hand.

The hidden weapon passed through Ling Yun's face, but did not cause any damage.

He looked at Tang San with regret and shook his head: "My son, don't be so excited. I haven't finished saying something to you for my father. You don't have to be so anxious to die."

"Get out, get out! You are not worthy of being my adoptive father at all. You are sinister and cunning, despicable and shameless!

Don’t be too proud too early. One day, my father will cause trouble for you. My father’s strength is not something you can compare to."

Tang San roared hysterically, and almost started fighting with Ling Yun directly.

"Yeah, it seems that you have some guesses about your father's identity.

As you said, your father is very strong, do you know? Your father is Haotian Douluo, and he is now the eighth place in the Golden Power List of Battle.”

Seeing that Tang San was about to fall into darkness again, Ling Yun did not hide it at all and reported his family. This news caught Tang San a little off guard.

"It's not just that your father is the titled Douluo, but even your great-grandfather and uncle are the strongest men on the third place in the Golden Power List.
Chapter completed!