Aside from the varying reactions of the people present, there was one more person hiding in the shadows, his eyes splitting with rage.
Naturally, this was none other than our slovenly blacksmith, Tang Hao.
Watching his proud son, blessed with Twin Martial Souls, beaten until he was completely unable to fight back—to the point where his very dao heart seemed on the verge of shattering—he felt a turbulent mix of anxiety and urgency.
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