Chapter 56: Uncle Haozi, Slow Down

Facing his idol, the man who dared to beat even the Pope to death, Yu Xiaogang immediately lowered his attitude from the bottom of his heart, offered his respect, and said respectfully:

"Your Majesty, please speak. I, Yu Xiaogang, will tell you everything I know!"

Tang Hao nodded slightly, his cloudy eyes were as dark as dead water, and he slowly said: "Why did Ye Qiu's cultivation suddenly improve so much?"

"…"

Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and told Ye Qiu everything he had said.

"Is that so.?"

There was surprise in Tang Hao's eyes. He turned sideways and looked down at Yu Xiaogang.

"As a master, what do you think?"

"Nine times out of ten, it's true." Yu Xiaogang did not dare to delay and told Tang San his and his judgment truthfully.

Tang Hao frowned and nodded. When he spoke again, his voice became even colder. "Another question."

Yu Xiaogang's body trembled.

Suddenly, he felt a lot of pressure, and in his ears, he heard the voice of Tang Hao calling for an explanation. "Why is it that under your guidance, Xiao San's cultivation has been surpassed by that brat? When he has already broken through to Soul Master, Xiao San is still far behind."

Yu Xiaogang looked flustered. He understood that Tang Hao was doubting his ability as a master. He quickly explained, "Your Majesty, Xiao San once said that this was because Ye Qiu's martial spirit was a little special."

"…"

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A few days passed.

During this period, Ye Qiu was very satisfied with his life. He played with his little rabbit every day and had his lovely wife to warm his bed to hug her as a pillow.

He practised diligently every day and occasionally found time to spar with Tang San, or rather, to bully him. With Ye Qiu's current combat power, even if Tang San takes out the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, he can't do anything to him.

Ever since he knew that Tang San had feelings for Xiao Wu, every time they sparred, Ye Qiu would intentionally or unintentionally hit Tang San's waist.

Nottingham College.

Now it is class time, but Ye Qiu was alone, walking in the garden of Notting College.

Being closely attached to Xiao Wu every day, Ye Qiu had to skip some boring theory classes to go out for a walk and relax. But this time, it was Xiao Wu who touched him during class, and the single teacher couldn't stand it, so he kicked Ye Qiu out.

"Yohoo!"

Ye Qiu ran, jumped, and screamed to vent the silence in his heart, and kicked the stones on the ground twice.

A single, menopausal teacher is hard to mess with!

In an instant, Ye Qiu's hair stood on end, and he immediately became alert.

"Ye Qiu!" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came into Ye Qiu's ears, as if it had crossed the distance and sounded directly in his ears, so clear that it was extremely clear.

"Who, who called this master? It's so ugly!"

Ye Qiu shook his head and looked around but did not see a single figure. However, Tang Hao's surging soul power was surprisingly bright in Ye Qiu's eyes!

"Ye Qiu." The voice sounded again, seeming to have a little more majesty.

"Fuck! Who are you who is blind? If you are a human, don't act like a dog. If you are a dog, just bark twice."

Ye Qiu remained calm and cursed in a somewhat exasperated manner. There was laziness on the surface of his eyes, but a faint light shone deep inside.

The voice sounded again, pointing out the direction for Ye Qiu, and it was a little more aggressive.

"I'm behind you!"

Behind him?! Ye Qiu turned around quickly as if he had just discovered something. There was a figure standing under the lush tree, which made Ye Qiu's pupils shrink suddenly.

The shabby black robe and messy, unkempt hair and beard. The sunlight shone on Tang Hao's face, which was full of vicissitudes and his pupils were dull.

If it's not Tang Hao, who else could it be?

"Uncle Haozi?!"

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment; his body froze, and he looked at Tang Hao with a strange expression. He didn't have time to think about anything and reacted quickly. The astonishment on his face turned into curiosity, and he ran to Tang Hao. It seemed that he dared to confirm it only when he got close to him, and his face was full of joy.

"Uncle Haozi, it's you! Why are you here? Are you here to see Xiao San? Ever since you left, he missed you so much that he even found a godfather, bah. No, a teacher, to replace you."

Ye Qiu approached and said a lot of things. He felt uncomfortable all over and dared not breathe freely. How could a person stink so bad? The smell of alcohol and sweat mixed was so bad that it was outrageous.

What a stinky man! Ye Qiu's originally cheerful smile became much more forced after he approached.

Tang Hao looked down at Ye Qiu, his cloudy eyes scrutinizing him, noticing his smile that was becoming shaky.

"Uncle Haozi?" Ye Qiu tilted his head, looking at him strangely, as if waiting to be killed.

Tang Hao nodded slightly, then shook his head. His thick lips opened, and his hoarse voice pierced the eardrums. "I did come to see him, but now I don't plan to meet Xiao San."

"Huh? Why is that?" Ye Qiu looked at Tang Hao in confusion, and then he looked anxious, as if he wanted to bring them together. He said in a hurry: "Uncle Haozi, you are not angry at Xiao San for randomly choosing a godfather, are you? Xiao San misses you very much. You don't know that he is very lonely in the Holy Spirit Village. Fortunately, I am here to accompany him."

"Yeah~, luckily you are with him."

Hearing this, Tang Hao nodded, then pinched the scruff of Ye Qiu's neck and lifted him.

"Ah? Wait, Uncle Haozi, what are you doing? Don't mess with me. I am a distinguished spirit master now. Be careful, or I will punish you." Ye Qiu lifted his feet off the ground and struggled hard, but he didn't use any spirit power at all. He shouted, "Don't look at me being lifted by you now. I am just letting you go!"

Seeing Ye Qiu's funny and clueless look, Tang Hao relaxed a lot and said contemptuously, "Nothing, I just wanted to find out how Xiao San has been doing these years."

Ye Qiu looked at him with resentment on his face. "Uncle Haozi, even if this is the case, you don't have to bring me up! Can't we just have a good chat?"

"It's not convenient here." Tang Hao chuckled, picked up Ye Qiu, and flew away from Notting College.

"Wow, Uncle Haozi, you can fly!" Ye Qiu looked at the building below, and a look of shock flashed across his face. "Uncle Haozi, you are also a soul master?!"

"Noisy!"

Tang Hao let out a low shout, and while carrying Ye Qiu, his speed suddenly increased, like a stream of light, passing through the sky above Notting City.

"Wow! Uncle Haozi, slow down!"

"It's too fast. My small body can't handle it, and it will break down."

Ye Qiu kept talking, feeling the strong wind blowing towards him and pouring into his mouth.

Unable to stop babbling.

But in his heart, he already understood Tang Hao's true purpose. Why do you want to know whether Tang San is doing well? It's obvious that you just want the immortal grass.