"Don't know?"
Liu Erlong chuckled.
Bai Chenxiang's embarrassed and shy expression didn't escape their notice.
"It seems my husband's charm is truly great when he takes the initiative."
Liu Erlong smiled wistfully.
She herself seemed to have felt the same way as Bai Chenxiang back then, only more thoroughly.
A love at first sight.
Her feelings were more intense and firmer.
She knew clearly that it was love—the kind of love that made her willing to give everything for him.
Liu Erlong's infatuated smile faded.
"Xiangxiang, it's okay if you don't know now, time will tell you. Just stay here for now."
"Okay, thank you, Dean Liu."
"No need for that, Dean Liu. You can call me Sister Erlong, just like Rongrong and the others."
Liu Erlong believed that Bai Chenxiang would eventually be one of them.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have arranged for her to stay near this courtyard.
"Okay, I understand, Sister Erlong."
Bai Chenxiang had just breathed a sigh of relief
when Ning Rongrong shouted again, standing up with a somewhat impolite look in her eyes.
"Anyway, I don't care. Even if you like Ye Qiu, you can't do anything too outrageous with him. You have to be behind me."
Ning Rongrong said, her neck stiff and her face flushed, then looked at Ye Lingling.
"And Lingling, you too! You can't cut in line, or I'll be very angry!"
"Rongrong, what... what nonsense are you talking about?"
Ye Lingling pursed her red lips, blushing shyly.
She and Ye Qiu had only kissed once or twice; she wouldn't even think about such things.
She glanced at Bai Chenxiang.
She felt a little resentful. Ye Qiu was really something; he hadn't even given her a definite answer about their relationship, and he'd already brought back another one.
"Pfft, hahaha!"
Dugu Yan and Xiao Wu suddenly burst into laughter.
"Miss Rongrong, don't scare Xiangxiang. It's not even a sure thing yet, you're talking too soon, aren't you?"
Bai Chenxiang hadn't expected this at all.
Ning Rongrong was so bold, directly bringing up that kind of thing and even ordering her not to cut in line.
She hadn't even spoken more than a few words to Ye Qiu, so how could she have such an opportunity?
Her face flushed, unsure of what to say ,
but she felt reassured. The young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the other women didn't seem to mind her.
"I...I'm just afraid that stinky guy won't be able to resist the temptation,"
Ning Rongrong pouted.
Especially seeing Bai Chenxiang's long pigtails, she was afraid Ye Qiu would be tempted to tug at them. Jiang Zhu, standing
to the side, felt a surge of relief.
Fortunately, she had been there for so long without anyone making things difficult for her, and the women had already accepted her presence.
With Jiang Zhu's obedient nature, she couldn't possibly hide anything.
...
The next day.
Ye Qiu left with Bai Chenxiang, along with Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo, Bai He, Yang Wudi, and others, heading to the Yu Clan.
The incorporation of the Yu Clan went surprisingly smoothly.
After some persuasion from Bai He and Yang Wudi, Niu Gao agreed.
From then on...
Aside from the Power Clan, the other three single-attribute clans had all joined the Soul Palace.
Ye Qiu's power could be considered to have begun to take shape.
...
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One month later.
In a bedroom at the Avalanche Mansion,
Tang San, now fully recovered, clutched his head and roared,
"Gone! All gone!"
"How could this be?! How could this be?!"
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, his face contorted in rage.
His last memory was of being cut in half at the waist by Ye Qiu.
Afterwards, he seemed to have been in a deep dream,
immersed in endless crimson, devoid of consciousness, constantly wandering in a blood-red space.
Today,
he had just awakened.
Not long after, he was horrified to discover that he seemed to have lost something very important.
He had amnesia!
He had lost the memories of his past life, which he was once so proud of. Whenever he tried to recall those memories, they were fragmented or completely blank.
He only knew the names of things like the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles, the King of Hell's Decree, and Guanyin's Tears!
Aside from the hidden weapons he had created after arriving in this world, he couldn't remember how to make any other hidden weapons.
"No!!!"
"Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu! I'll kill you! Kill you!"
Tang San roared repeatedly
, tearing at his hair, his heart filled with unbearable pain.
Soon,
Evil Blood Douluo and the others arrived upon hearing the news, along with Tang Hao's corpse.
"Little San, what's wrong?"
Tang Hao, tears welling in his eyes, stepped forward and hugged Tang San, stopping him from his frantic head-scratching.
"Dad, I... I lost the most important thing to me!"
A man doesn't easily shed tears.
But at this moment, Tang San completely broke down, burying his face in Tang Hao's arms and sobbing uncontrollably.
"My son."
Tang Hao gently hugged Tang San, patiently comforting him.
Evil Blood Douluo frowned at this scene. Logically speaking, Tang San should have fully recovered, so why was he smashing his head so frantically?
But regardless,
he had now snatched Tang San back from the brink of death, so having him call him godfather was perfectly acceptable.
After Tang San calmed down...
Tang Hao then recounted to Tang San everything that had happened after he was cut in half at the waist, emphasizing the unimaginable price Xie Xue Douluo had paid to save him.
"Little San, although your father doesn't know exactly what you've lost, we can't repay Xie Xue Douluo's help to our family. So, I've discussed it with him,
" Tang San continued, "Xie Xue Douluo has agreed to take you in as his adopted son. He's been alone his whole life, without children. Your father hopes you can care for him in his old age, treat him like you would your father, to repay his kindness in saving you!"
Tang San listened to Tang Hao's story.
Having lost his memory and temporarily impaired his ability to think, he naturally trusted Tang Hao completely.
He also remembered being cut in half at the waist by Ye Qiu, his eyes destroyed, his body burned by black flames,
and even the possibility that Ye Qiu had tampered with his memories!
At this moment, Tang San was consumed by hatred; he was determined to make Ye Qiu die a horrible death!
"Haha. I've been looking forward to this for a long time since Brother Tang Hao brought it up. I wonder what my nephew thinks? If you're unwilling, then so be it,"
the Evil Blood Douluo laughed, seemingly unconcerned.
"Little San, what are you thinking about? Kneel down and kowtow!" Tang Hao said anxiously.
"I know, Father."
Tang San stood up, looking at his naked body. He had indeed recovered completely. Now that he no longer possessed those powerful hidden weapons, it was necessary for him to have a godfather.
With a thud ,
Tang San knelt before the Evil Blood Douluo.
"Adopted son Tang San greets godfather!"