Chapter 405: Xiao San, Please Accept My Condolences

Chapter 405: Xiao San, Please Accept My Condolences

The lives of Zhao Ling and his group of beauties had returned to normal.

But this was not the case for others, mainly because almost all of Zhao Ling's dozens of beauties were stunning.

Many people who attended Zhao Ling's wedding spread the news.

Even with Qian Renxue's deliberate efforts, many portraits of the scene were circulated.

This sparked discussions about which of the Demon-Suppressing Douluo's wives was the most beautiful.

Some people with a keen eye even ranked them, something Zhao Ling had not expected.

At this moment, Tang San, who had just returned to Shrek Academy after attending the funeral of the Seventh Elder, was frowning.

He never understood why his aunt fell in love with Zhao Ling and married him.

However, he became increasingly certain that Zhao Ling had indeed returned to this time period from the distant future.

Moreover, he harbored a deep hatred for the Haotian Sect and even the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Otherwise, there would be no need for Zhao Ling to seduce his own aunt as a means of taking revenge on the Haotian Sect.

Even his master's wife from his previous life, Liu Erlong, had married Zhao Ling, just like his aunt.

Before, when Tang San received the news from his father and returned to the family to attend the funeral of the Seventh Elder, he was stunned by these developments.

He never expected that Zhao Ling would be so shameless.

It was extremely shameless to use such means to retaliate against the Haotian Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Although Tang San had vaguely guessed this before, he still couldn't accept it now that his suspicions had been confirmed.

He approached the classroom door, pushed it open, and saw three younger brothers gathered with Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar.

They were engrossed in something, with expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred on their faces. They didn't even notice him entering.

Tang San felt confused, so he moved forward to take a closer look, discovering that they were gazing at a painting.

In the painting, more than twenty women in wedding dresses surrounded a handsome and charming man.

I have to say, the artist of this piece had superb skills. Although the characters were not as lifelike as real people, they were at least 70% similar.

Tang San glanced at the faces of the twenty or so women in wedding dresses.

His gaze immediately focused on Xiao Wu, Ah Yin, Tang Wutong, and Poseidon, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

He immediately reached out, snatched the painting from Ma Hongjun's hand, and examined it carefully. Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and the other six were originally admiring it.

As a result, the portrait was suddenly snatched away. For a moment, the six of them had the urge to retaliate, but when they looked at Tang San, they decided against it.

"Xiao San, are you back from the funeral?" Dai Mubai gently patted Tang San's shoulder, asking curiously.

"Third Brother, what are you doing? Why are you reacting so strongly? Look, your eyes are almost popping out."

Oscar looked at Tang San, who was staring intently at the painting, his head filled with questions.

Ma Hongjun smiled jokingly.

"Why else? Of course, I saw that Zhao Ling married such beautiful wives. I was envious and almost went crazy.

I have to say, each of the wives of the Demon-Suppressing Douluo is more beautiful than the other.

When we become gods, we will kill Zhao Ling and snatch all his beautiful wives away. Hehe, there are so many beautiful women; I'm drooling just looking at them."

"That's right, Boss. It doesn't matter. After we kill the Demon-Suppressing Douluo, we can take them all for ourselves."

Tang San's three younger brothers nodded in agreement with Ma Hongjun's opinion.

But Tang San seemed not to hear them. His expression gradually shifted from seriousness to shock and then to gritted teeth in anger.

All they could hear was the sound of his teeth grinding. The six of them exchanged surprised glances.

"Xiao, Xiao San, are you okay? Why are you reacting so strongly? Did something happen?"

"Yeah, Third Brother, don't be like this. Your reaction is concerning."

"Boss, you…"

The six of them wanted to comfort Tang San, but they heard him grinding his teeth.

"Zhao Ling, you are courting death! Not only did you marry my aunt and my master's wife...

You actually killed my mother, wife, and daughter all at once! You, you are shameless! I, Tang San, will definitely kill you!!!"

"???" The six of them were puzzled, not understanding what Tang San meant.

Suddenly, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun remembered something Tang San had said before.

He had been reborn because his wife and daughter from ten thousand years later had mistakenly entered the turbulence of time and space and returned to this period.

After his rebirth, he had never found them.

Now, from what Tang San said, it seemed that his wife and daughter had married the Demon-Suppressing Douluo— and it didn't end there.

His aunt, mother, and master's wife had also suffered at the hands of the Demon-Suppressing Douluo.

Immediately, the six of them looked at Tang San with pity. Their brother was in such a miserable state; it was simply horrible to witness.

"Well, that... Xiao San, please accept my condolences." Dai Mubai raised a hand and patted Tang San on the shoulder again, a sympathetic expression on his face.

But he didn't know why; he felt an urge to laugh. If he wasn't afraid of being shot into a hedgehog by Tang San's hidden weapon, he would have laughed out loud.

The others remained silent yet tried hard to suppress their laughter.

It was so miserable, so miserable that they wanted to burst out laughing.

Once Tang San gradually calmed down, Ma Hongjun asked him tentatively,

"Third... Third Brother, you just said that this portrait shows your aunt, mother, wife, and daughter?"

Tang San gritted his teeth and nodded slightly.

"Yes, this is my mother from my previous life; this is my aunt; this is my wife, Xiao Wu; and this is my daughter, Tang Wutong..."

Tang San pointed out the characters in the portraits, introducing them to his brothers.

As for his daughter, Tang Wutong, she was only eleven or twelve years old when she passed away.

Logically, it shouldn't have been easy for him to recognize his daughter among so many people.

However, her hair color was very unique—light blue—and she had been extremely beautiful since she was a child.

Therefore, it didn't take him long to recognize the daughter in the portrait. Everyone looked at the person Tang San pointed out and couldn't help but admire him inwardly.

This family was stunning.

It was clear that the third brother's mother was also a beauty, and his wife and daughter were more beautiful than each other. But why did the third brother look so ordinary?

Comparing him to the appearance of the Demon-Suppressing Douluo, Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and the others finally understood why he could marry so many beauties.

Just as they were thinking this, Tang San's frown deepened again.

"Hey... this person seems to be Senior Bo Saixi! Doesn't she have feelings for my great-grandfather?

In my previous life, she almost became my great-grandmother, so why did she marry Zhao Ling?"

(End of this chapter)