398: Chapter 398 The Rebellious Son Calls His Father

Tang San had exhausted all the Hidden Weapons he could use, but in the end, he was still captured.

Water chains tightly bound him.

They tightened more and more.

Tang San could barely even feel his own breath anymore.

"No."

Tang San let out a roar, desperately trying to break free.

At this moment, he thought of the Eight Spider Lances.

If this external Spirit Bone were still here.

How could he have been captured so easily?

Yu Xiaogang, Dai Mubai, and the others were also subdued one after another by the people from Spirit Hall.

Despair grew in Tang San's heart.

No one could help him.

If things continued like this, he would never have another chance to go to Slaughter City.

To inherit the Asura God Legacy.

To take back his mother and kill Su Wen.

"Ah!"

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot as he roared out.

"Slap!"

A cardinal nearby slapped him directly across the face.

"Kid, you're as hard to catch as a loach, but you've still fallen into our hands. Scream louder."

"Hehehe, scream all you want. Even if you scream until your throat tears, no one will come."

One of them grabbed Tang San by the hair and lifted him up.

Signaling him to scream louder.

Tang San felt the tearing pain.

He still gritted his teeth.

Looking at these people with hatred.

"Take them all away, escort them back to Spirit Hall, and hand them over to the Saint for judgment."

Rain Douluo glanced at the people on the ground and immediately issued an order.

...

Spirit City Dungeon.

Su Wen held Ah Yin in his arms.

Watching the Shrek group being brought in, tied to wooden stakes one by one, each of them covered in wounds of various sizes.

Su Wen was somewhat surprised.

He hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.

Not a single one escaped.

Tang San was also here, which surprised Su Wen even more.

"Su Wen, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"The Spirit Master Competition just ended, and you're already making a move on us?"

"Do you know how the people of the world will view you?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Su Wen, exasperated.

Su Wen laughed: "Heh, I've heard that you all slandered our Spirit Hall. It is only reasonable and logical for us to take action. I believe the people of the Heaven Dou Empire are dying for you to be dead."

"You..." Yu Xiaogang was speechless for a moment.

"Little San, sigh, why are you always so mischievous? To think you actually killed Yu Xiaogang and Yu Tianxin. Your desire to kill is too strong. I intend to lock you in here until you repent."

Su Wen looked at Tang San with eyes full of disappointment.

But in his heart, he had already calculated everything.

He would only feel at ease with Tang San right under his nose; even the Asura God could not easily raid the dungeon.

After Su Wen became a god, he would kill Tang San, and by then, even Asura would be unable to do anything about it.

Moreover, as long as no gods intervened, he believed no one could escape the Spirit Hall dungeon.

"Su Wen..."

Tang San looked at Su Wen, his eyes wishing he could devour him.

Ah Yin stepped forward and raised her jade-like hand, slapping Tang San across the face: "Little San, your father is lecturing you, so you better listen well. How dare you glare at him?"

Tang San's heart twitched, feeling a suffocating pain.

His heart was filled with grievances, anger, disappointment, and, even more so, questions.

He didn't understand why the gentle mother from his memories had become like this...

Tang San gritted his teeth: "He... is not my father."

"Slap!"

Ah Yin slapped him again, her chest heaving with anger: "You still dare to talk back? You rebellious son."

Blood spilled from the corner of Tang San's mouth, but his eyes remained stubborn.

Ah Yin was furious.

She was just about to strike again to properly teach this rebellious child a lesson.

Su Wen suddenly held her jade-like hand: "Ah Yin, forget it. Little San is still blaming me for harming Tang Hao. Once his anger subsides, it will be fine."

"Slap!"

As soon as Su Wen let go, Ah Yin slapped Tang San across the face again: "What is so good about that trash Tang Hao? To think you'd hurt my heart for his sake. Let me tell you, Little San, Tang Hao is just an incompetent piece of trash, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. He isn't even one ten-thousandth as good as your current father. Don't mention Tang Hao ever again. Every time I hear it, I will hit you."

The Shrek group watched Tang San with sympathy.

Yu Xiaogang was exasperated: "Ah Yin, you, you... how can you be like this..."

Ah Yin ignored him and slapped Tang San across the face again, as if she had gotten used to slapping him: "I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf?"

Tang San's cheek was slapped bright red, and a burning pain kept coming from it.

But it was far less than the pain in his heart.

Ah Yin had actually said herself that Tang Hao was trash.

Tang San could no longer control himself.

Tears fell from his eyes.

"Alright, Ah Yin, you've hit him and scolded him. Let the child reflect on his mistakes here properly."

Su Wen pulled Ah Yin into his arms, feeling sorry for her.

Ah Yin leaned against his chest, looking disappointed and heartbroken: "Husband, how did Little San get led astray like this? He even wanted to frame you for murder. He is truly shameless."

Su Wen gently caressed Ah Yin's beautiful cheek and gave her lips a comforting kiss: "Alright, it's okay. I believe Little San will repent."

Ah Yin murmured "Mn": "I will listen to everything you say, Husband."

Ah Yin turned her head again and spoke sternly: "Little San, from now on, you will stay in this place obediently. If you dare to leave even one step without your father or me giving the word, I will break your legs."

"Alright, Ah Yin, don't be angry anymore. I'll take you to eat something to cool off."

Su Wen took Ah Yin's hand and walked away slowly. As their figures disappeared from view, Ah Yin's shy voice could still be heard echoing: "Husband, you are bad."

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, breathing like an ox, and the tears that flowed down were mixed with the red of blood.

The Shrek group all showed despair, and when they looked at Tang San, it was with sympathy.

"Great Master, how is this Saint going to deal with us? He isn't going to kill us, is he?"

Ma Hongjun said fearfully.

"Hmph, I don't think so. If he really wanted to kill us, he wouldn't have locked us up here. I think he is just afraid of Tang San growing up and wants to restrain us..."

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists and then spat out a sentence full of hatred: "Truly despicable and shameless."

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San and encouraged him: "Little San, I think he just wants to destroy your spirit so you cannot Cultivate. You must not fall for his trick. Even if you are tied up, you must Cultivate. Even if you are severely injured, do not forget to circulate your Soul Power. You will definitely be able to surpass him and kill him."

Upon hearing this, Tang San indeed regained some confidence.

Su Wen didn't kill him immediately, so there must be some misgivings.

Perhaps it was the god behind him.

Yes.

He had to Cultivate; no one could stop him from Cultivating.

Just at this moment, a few more footsteps were heard.

"The Saint is back again. Is he going to claim to be Little San's mother again?"

Ma Hongjun especially hoped at this moment that Little San's mother was just acting.

Everything was for Tang San.

When the Spirit Hall Saint let his guard down, she would definitely let them go.

Just as Ma Hongjun was thinking this chaotically, he saw Yu Xiaogang's pale face and couldn't help but ask: "Great Master, what's wrong? Who is coming?"

Yu Xiaogang's heart was pounding; these footsteps were too familiar.

He had heard them countless times, and they had even been sweet ten thousand times.

Yu Xiaogang could not forget them; they were already carved deep into his memory.

"They are here!!"