"Dad, how is your recovery?" Tang San gently gripped the doorknob, slowly pushed the door open a crack, and tiptoed into the room. His brow was furrowed deeply, his face a mask of anxiety and concern. His steps were hurried yet cautious, as if he were afraid of disturbing anything.
Taking two steps in one, Tang San hurried to the bedside and stared unblinkingly at Tang Hao, who was sitting up in bed. His voice trembled slightly as he asked urgently, "Dad, how is your recovery?" His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his heart pounding wildly as he eagerly awaited an answer that would set his mind at ease.
Tang Hao leaned back against the headboard, slowly raised his head to look at Tang San, and said in a slightly deep voice, "I'm doing all right. After these few days of recuperation, I've suppressed the hidden injuries. As long as I don't engage in fierce combat, nothing will go wrong." He gave a light cough, then continued, "Oh, by the way, Xiaosan, have you found out where the Strength Clan is located?" Although Tang Hao's voice still carried a hint of weakness, as if he had just recovered from a severe illness, his eyes gleamed with a trace of determination.
Chapter 157