Everything played out according to the script, and Chu Chengzhou did not go back on his word afterward, giving the little beggar a gold coin as payment.
Leaving the vegetable market, he found an empty alley, where Chu Chengzhou put away his black robe and mask, then headed toward home.
‘Sigh~, I am still too kind!’
On the way, Chu Chengzhou shook his head and sighed.
If it were someone ruthless, to ensure all traces were eliminated, they would inevitably have killed that little beggar; after all, only dead men tell no tales.
It was a pity that his heart was not yet that ruthless, nor his hands that dirty.
‘Hmm, that letter was delivered by a third party, and I didn’t expose my true face.
Even if Tang Hao were to investigate, he wouldn’t be able to trace it back to me.’
Reviewing the entire action plan, Chu Chengzhou said to his own conscience inwardly.
As for whether Tang Hao, upon receiving the anonymous letter, would follow the script he had tailored, Chu Chengzhou would not concern himself with that.
He had already done what he should have done, and he had done all that he could.
If the father and son Tang Hao truly insisted on staying, then Chu Chengzhou could do nothing about it.
There is always a way when you reach the mountain; if the enemy won’t leave, I can leave myself!
On the west side of Saint Spirit Village, at the edge of the village, stood three dilapidated adobe houses.
On the roof of the central house hung a wooden sign about a meter in diameter, with a crude hammer pattern painted on it.
These three dilapidated adobe houses were Tang San’s home.
No one would believe it if told, but the world-renowned Clear Sky Douluo’s home was actually this shabby.
Near noon, Tang San, whose stomach was rumbling with hunger, lifted the lid of the rice jar in his home.
Looking at the single spoonful of rice remaining at the bottom of the jar, Tang San couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh: “Sigh~, the rice jar is empty again!”
When it rains, it pours; without much lamentation, he scooped out a small half-spoon of rice and Tang San began to prepare lunch.
He poured a lot of water into the pot for no other reason than that there wasn’t enough rice, so he could only cook thin porridge.
Otherwise, with that little bit of rice, if he were to steam it, it wouldn’t even be enough for himself to eat!
Vegetables?
What vegetables are there to eat with porridge?!
It’s already good enough to have something to drink!
“Bang, bang, bang—!”
Suddenly, a knock sounded from outside the house.
“Coming~!”
Tang San called out and hurried out to open the door.
“Huh?
Uncle Da He?”
Opening the dilapidated courtyard gate, Tang San saw the appearance of the person who had come.
“Little San, where is your dad?”
Wang Da He asked Tang San.
After wholesaling the vegetables on his ox cart to vendors at the vegetable market in the southern part of the city, Wang Da He didn’t linger outside at all and hurriedly drove the ox cart back to Saint Spirit Village, so as not to delay the important business of the gentleman in the city.
“My dad is still sleeping!
Uncle Da He, please come inside and sit.
Dad, Uncle Da He is looking for you!”
After replying and inviting Wang Da He into the house, Tang San called out toward the inside.
Tang San was still very enthusiastic when someone from the village visited.
After all, this meant business for their blacksmith shop; he had been worrying earlier that they wouldn’t have rice to cook tomorrow!
It seemed he didn’t need to worry anymore.
After a while, the curtain of the inner room was lifted, and Tang Hao, tall and sturdy, wearing a tattered leather jacket, eyes bleary with sleep, hair disheveled, and reeking of alcohol, walked out with a staggering gait.
“Something up?”
His eyelids twitched, and Tang Hao asked Wang Da He.
In his tone, there was not the slightest hint of courtesy.
“Tang Hao, I have a letter for you here.
A gentleman in the city entrusted someone to have me deliver it to you.”
As he spoke, Wang Da He handed the letter from his embrace to Tang Hao.
Hearing this, Tang Hao frowned and looked at the letter Wang Da He handed over.
He had lived in seclusion here for six years and had never had any dealings with people outside of Saint Spirit Village.
Who would send him a letter?
However, Tang Hao didn’t think much of it and took the letter.
“Oh, by the way, Tang Hao, the person who asked me to deliver the letter said that after you finish reading it, you have to give me an errand fee.”
Wang Da He did not forget to bring up the matter of the other errand fee.
Although he had already earned a gold coin earlier, who would refuse more errand fees?
As soon as these words were spoken, Tang San, who was on the side, felt a surge of nervousness in his heart.
Not only had the business he had anticipated fallen through, but they also had to pay out money?
Their family was so poor they couldn’t even afford to put rice on the table; if his dad gave Uncle Da He an errand fee, the father and son would have to drink the northwest wind!
Tang Hao, however, didn’t have much of a reaction.
It was true that there was no money in his house, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t get money; he was just too lazy to do so.
Otherwise, if he went into the Soul Beast Forest and casually slaughtered a Spirit Beast to sell, Tang San could also live the affluent life of a rich second generation.
Opening the envelope, Tang Hao began to examine the letter.
There wasn’t much writing on the letter, only one sentence: “The Blue Silver Grass with Innate full Soul Power has already attracted the attention of Spirit Hall, and your identity has been exposed.
Leave quickly!”
Immediately, Tang Hao’s expression changed, and he felt a wave of lingering fear in his heart.
That’s right!
Blue Silver Grass with Innate full Soul Power looked abnormal no matter how one looked at it, and the person who Awakened his son’s Spirit was also from Spirit Hall; this would inevitably attract the attention of Spirit Hall.
He had lived in seclusion in Saint Spirit Village without hiding his name; with a little inquiry, one could find out his name.
Combining the two, wouldn’t his identity be exposed?
After all, ask yourself, in this world, besides his own son Tang San who possessed Ah Yin’s Bloodline, who could Awaken Blue Silver Grass with Innate full Soul Power?
It was fortunate that someone had secretly sent a message; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Who knows, perhaps experts from Spirit Hall were already on their way!
At this moment, Tang Hao felt infinite gratitude in his heart toward the person who wrote the letter.
Although he didn’t know who exactly had tipped him off, one thing was certain: this was definitely one of his own!
“Have you read this letter?”
Suddenly, Tang Hao stared fixedly at Wang Da He.
“No, no, I definitely didn’t read it privately!”
Although Tang Hao was decadent, he was tall and burly.
To Wang Da He, who was less than 1.7 meters tall, he was extremely imposing, and Wang Da He hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands to deny it.
Just kidding, he was only an ordinary commoner in Saint Spirit Village.
The little beggar who asked him to deliver the letter earlier had already given instructions and even threatened him; how would he dare to open it and look at it privately?
Staring for two seconds, Tang Hao withdrew his gaze, believing Wang Da He’s words.
With his discernment, it wasn’t hard to see that Wang Da He wasn’t lying, and the wax seal on the envelope showed no signs of having been opened before.
Except for the person who wrote the letter, he should be the first to see the contents of the envelope.
“Tang Hao, about my errand fee…”
Seeing that Tang Hao had fallen into silence, Wang Da He spoke up to remind him about the errand fee.
Glancing at the petty Wang Da He, Tang Hao pondered for a moment and said: “I don’t have money, but you can take whatever you fancy from this blacksmith shop of mine.”
Immediately, Wang Da He was dumbfounded.
What?
Take whatever I fancy?
Without your tools to make a living, are you, Tang Hao, planning to change professions and go begging?
Wang Da He was dumbfounded, and Tang San on the side was extremely anxious, looking as if he wanted to say something but held back.
The only things in their home that were worth any money were his dad’s blacksmithing tools.
If these were given to Uncle Da He, wouldn’t the father and son have to go begging in the future?
However, before Tang San could make up his mind to speak up and dissuade him, Tang Hao grabbed Tang San, walked outside, and soared into the sky, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
“Holy crap, Tang Hao can fly?”
Watching the sky where Tang Hao and his son had disappeared in an instant, the dumbfounded Wang Da He let out an expletive.
Although limited by his horizon, Wang Da He didn’t know what level of strength a Spirit Master needed to fly, but he was certain that the alcoholic blacksmith Tang Hao from their Saint Spirit Village was definitely a powerful Spirit Master!
And it was highly likely that he was even stronger than the legendary Spirit Saint in the village!
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