Chapter 1723 - 1722: I Want an Arsenal
Chapter 1723 - 1722: I Want an Arsenal
There's really no need to stab yourself for a brother, just don't go thinking about stabbing your brother twice.Over on East Island, Tang Rao didn't stay long. When he left, besides taking a batch of Purple Crystal, he also brought two big living people back with him. People always say, whatever you bring home, don't bring mouths to feed. Calculating it like that, he really couldn't tell if he'd made a profit or taken a loss this trip.
"Boss is back?"
"Boss is back!"
"Boss really is back!"
Zijing City was chirping noisily, everyone spreading the word that Tang Rao had come back.
"Sisters, Tang Rao's back. Are we still gonna keep sitting here, or should we close the shop and go home first?"
Aside from the people inside Zijing City, those stylish beauties on Kao Shan Street were also getting lively.
Sometimes, it really does feel like one day apart is as hard as three autumns.
"Of course we close the shop. I haven't seen Tang Rao for so long. If I don't go back now, I'm afraid my lovesickness is gonna flare up."
"Lovesickness flaring up" might sound exaggerated, but for these few women, Tang Rao was their pillar. They hadn't seen their pillar for so long; that kind of longing was something other people simply couldn't understand.
"Then what are we wasting time talking for? Why aren't we hurrying home?"
The news of Tang Rao's return was like a gust of spring breeze, drifting merrily across the entire field of hope. The little sparrows in the fields flew back to the Kao Shan Sect, and the moment they got back they started scouring the sect looking for where Tang Rao was.
"Where'd your boss go?"
Fang Jinxiu was still as much of a tough girl as ever, grabbing anyone she saw to ask, not caring what people thought of her as a "madam."
"Our boss? Our boss just went to the back garden. Madams, are you all heading over to start a group fight with the boss or what?"
The underlings couldn't really understand why a whole group of madams were looking for the boss with such odd expressions. As someone who didn't know the inside story, he naturally assumed the boss must've done something to let them down while he was away, and now the madams had come to settle the score.
"Madam, I just saw the boss looking all frowny and off. He doesn't look quite right. Please, just hold it in for now, give the boss some space and some time, wait till he's recovered a bit before you go making trouble for him, all right?"
So he was actually begging for mercy on Tang Rao's behalf?
The women hadn't expected Tang Rao's subordinates to be this loyal; loyal to the point that it actually made the women a little jealous.
"You can go, we got it."
If he kept pleading for Tang Rao like that, these women who hadn't even planned on giving Tang Rao a hard time might really drag him off to "have a proper talk" about this.
Tang Rao was in the back garden, yes. And yes, Tang Rao was in a bad mood.
As for why he was there, it was because he'd long predicted the women would come back, and only the back garden had the capacity to handle them all.
"You come home and don't even say you'll come see us? We have to come track you down ourselves? Don't tell me you picked up another woman this time too?"
Wang Han complained, half pouting.
Bei Lin had gone with Tang Rao, and even as one of the insiders, it had never crossed her mind that Tang Rao was out there picking up women.
But Wang Han was different. She knew Tang Rao's fate, knew his fortune: he had to be with the daughters of the Island Masters of all five islands to complete his great undertaking. He already had the daughters of North Island and West Island in his hands. This time he went to East Island—who knew, maybe over there he'd already taken down the Island Master's daughter too.
As the coldest, most aloof woman in Tang Rao's inner courtyard, it was hard to imagine she'd have moments of jealousy too.
"Do I look like the type who picks up a woman every time I go somewhere? Where's the most basic trust between people, huh?"
After stepping into late-stage High God, Tang Rao's strength had already surpassed Wang Han's. He casually reached over and pinched Wang Han's cheeks, both hands at once, pinching till it hurt. Wang Han wanted to fight back, only to realize she really wasn't his match anymore.
"Trust? You think you have that? You're already late-stage High God now, I'm no longer your opponent. Who knows how you'll bully me in the future. I think I'd better just talk less."
Wang Han used to rely on being stronger than Tang Rao and had a bit of confidence among the women. She hadn't expected him to climb so fast. The one thing she had that outshone him before now didn't seem to count for much.
"Wang Han, now that's not fair. Our relationship is very equal, okay? You're late-stage High God, I'm late-stage High God too. Whether we're a match or not, we don't know till we actually fight. You belittling yourself like this, I'm starting to feel a little embarrassed here."
No kidding—Wang Han knew perfectly well they were both late-stage High God. But so what if they were the same stage? Even if their raw power was on par, when it came to methods, she was absolutely no match for Tang Rao.
"You two… getting into a snit just because your power levels are too close. What about us, whose strength gap with Tang Rao is huge? Might as well go die, then."
Wen Jinjin was fiddling with a once-in-a-millennium heaven-and-earth spiritual treasure as she spoke. Though she was talking, judging from her eyes her mind wasn't really on their topic; in reality, she'd heard every word clearly.
"Dad, the moment you come back you start acting all dramatic. Isn't it just 'wanting them to feel sorry for you' and 'showing off a bit of your personal charm'? Now that you've basically achieved your goal, you must be real pleased with yourself, huh?"
Uh…?
Tang Rao's manly charm had barely been displayed halfway when Tang Xiaobai's appearance dumped a bucket of cold water over him from head to toe.
"You brat, spouting all that brutally honest nonsense again. Believe it or not, I'll ship you off to your godfather and never let you come back for the rest of your life?"
Good thing this was his own son. No matter what Tang Xiaobai said, as long as Tang Rao silently reminded himself "this is my son," his mood could calm down a little. But the moment he cooled off, Tang Xiaobai would always choose just the right moment to make his blood pressure spike again.
"I believe you, I absolutely believe you. Dad, a gentleman's word is as hard to take back as four horses are to chase—hope you'll do as you said and not let me down. I haven't seen my godfather in so long."
He'd rather spend every day doing research with his godfather Yan Wei than stare at this man who only knew how to be a dad and never thought about spending more time with his kid.
Right now, Tang Rao was particularly dejected. That was the son he'd painstakingly raised, and yet this kid was closer to Yan Wei than to his own father.
"Starting today, don't even think about seeing your godfather again."
This was Tang Rao's punishment for Tang Xiaobai.
He wanted to see just how long this little brat could keep up his arrogance.
"Then you can forget about ever finding out where your family is."
Tang Xiaobai shot back. Only after the words were out did he realize he'd leaked the Heavenly Mechanism.
Tang Xiaobai quickly clapped a hand over his own mouth, but once words were spoken, taking them back wasn't that easy.
"What did you mean by that just now? Don't you dare try to fool me. I know your abilities pretty well."
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