Watching Tai Tan and the others leave,Zhang Fan left with the three beauties.
Tang San stood to the side, his expression gloomy.
"That dog-head hammer of yours actually looks pretty nice!"Zhang Fan said as he looked at the dog-head hammer in Tang San's hand.
"…"Tang San's expression darkened slightly, but he said nothing.
He watched them leave.
Hidden in the shadows, Tang Hao frowned.
This is just absurd.
This matter couldn't be left unresolved.
He had to find a way to deal with Zhang Fan.
Every time he failed.
Suddenly, he thought of a ranged attack.
He didn't know whether a ranged attack would work.After all, just entering Zhang Fan's certain range might cause him to suddenly go berserk.
Of course, this was just a thought—he wasn't sure.
But he had to try.
He immediately took out five throwing knives.
"Ding, Triggered Plot Modification Task."
[Tang Hao holds five throwing knives and suddenly hurls them at you one by one.]
A pop-up appeared in front of Zhang Fan, and he immediately modified "you" to "himself."
"Ding, Dialogue Modified Successfully. Slight Plot Distortion. Reward: 30 Modification Points."
Tang Hao held the five throwing knives, the gleam from the blades illuminating his face."Whoosh whoosh…" He suddenly hurled them one by one.
Five in total.
"Whoosh…" One knife didn't fly far before it suddenly turned back,"Pfft…" and stabbed into his shoulder.
"Ah…"Tang Hao immediately covered his mouth and let out a muffled scream.
"Pfft…" Another one flew back and stabbed into his shoulder.
Stabbing pain surged, and he gritted his teeth to endure it.
He realized he couldn't dodge the knives.
The knives that were thrown out bizarrely flew back.
This was divine-level bizarre.
Absolutely uncanny.
"Pfft pfft…" All five throwing knives flew back and stabbed into his shoulders.
Two in the left, three in the right.
The scene reminded Zhang Fan of a scene from Kung Fu Hustle.
Tang Hao looked incredibly unlucky.
And incredibly funny.
"Damn it!"Tang Hao gnashed his teeth but made no sound.
Afraid of being heard, afraid of his son seeing him in such a sorry state.
"Whoosh…"Tang Hao vanished in a flash, abandoning the idea of a ranged attack.
He was utterly speechless.
Even ranged attacks didn't work.
Meanwhile, Tang San looked around, wondering if his father was nearby.
After all, that note might have been passed to him by his father.
Seeing no one, he turned and left.
Zhang Fan hadn't expected Tang Hao to think of a sneak attack from afar—really asking for punishment.
Trying to ambush him? Then suffer the consequences. And Tang San would suffer too.
Zhang Fan prepared to mess with Tang San again.
If you're going to mess with someone, might as well make it fun.
Tang Hao flew back to his room and sat on the sofa.
Suddenly he reached out and yanked out a throwing knife from his shoulder.
"Pfft…" Blood splattered.
"Whoosh…" He flung the knife,"Clang…" it stabbed into the wall.
"Pfft…" One by one, he pulled them out and flung them into the wall.
"Bang bang…" the sounds echoed.
"Damn brat! How the hell do I deal with him?!"Tang Hao just couldn't figure it out.
Previously, he thought he had gone crazy, doing all that bizarre stuff.
But after observing, he realized everything might be because of Zhang Fan.
The more he thought about it, the more terrifying Zhang Fan seemed.He had no idea how to deal with him.
He thought from heaven to earth.
Still couldn't figure it out.
Even made his hair messy from overthinking.
…
Zhang Fan and the others had just entered the academy.
And they saw a familiar figure.
The noble Xue Qinghe was standing off to the side, with Flender and Liu Erlong hosting her.
"Xiao Fan, you're back. His Highness Prince Qinghe is here for you!"Flender said with a smile.
"Yes, His Highness has been waiting for quite some time!"Liu Erlong said with a calm gaze.
"Greetings, Your Highness!"Zhang Fan cupped his hands in salute.
"No need for formalities!" As soon as Xue Qinghe heard Zhang Fan's voice, she turned around.A trace of affection flashed through her eyes, as if she were seeing a long-lost lover—though it vanished in an instant.She smiled warmly and said:
"I came to see Brother Zhang Fan. Of course, I want to talk to you alone!"
"Perfect, you two can chat over there!"
Liu Erlong pointed toward a nearby garden:
"That place is full of birdsong and flowers—no one will disturb you."
"Great!!"Xue Qinghe nodded and turned toward the garden.
"Xiao Wu, Rongrong, Qing'er, you three head back first!"Zhang Fan looked at them, giving each a hug.
Only then did they turn and leave.
Zhang Fan felt a little excited as he entered the garden.
Xue Qinghe walked beside him, admiring the flowers ahead.
"Brother Fan, your soul-guided gun is amazing. The design is beyond futuristic!"
Xue Qinghe turned and smiled at Zhang Fan.
"Heh, you're too kind. Just a moment of inspiration!"Zhang Fan shrugged and looked at her face as he spoke.
"Be my honored guest?"
Xue Qinghe asked seriously:
"You're so young, so handsome, and so talented—truly one of a kind. In the future, you'll definitely become the most renowned Titled Douluo on the continent!"
"Your Highness flatters me! I love hearing that, but I don't want to be anyone's guest!"
Zhang Fan shrugged. He didn't expect Qian Renxue to be so good with words.After all, she had disguised herself and infiltrated the Heaven Dou palace since childhood.Not only did she have to learn to speak like a man, but also survive in such a brutal environment.
So, of course, she was skilled in this.
"That's a shame. I noticed the soul gun you gave to Ning Fengzhi is different—it's more powerful!"
Xue Qinghe looked at Zhang Fan and said,"Do you happen to have the blueprint?"
"Ah, that one… I can only make a few. Mass production isn't possible. But if Your Highness needs one, I can give you one!"
Zhang Fan looked up at Xue Qinghe and said.
"That's unfortunate—but thank you so much!"
Xue Qinghe said gratefully:"We get along so well. Why not become sworn brothers?"
Of course, Xue Qinghe just wanted to get closer to Zhang Fan.
If it were anyone else, she wouldn't even bother.
She'd never lower herself like this.
She accepted the soul gun Zhang Fan handed her.
"Brother, that won't do. I'll have to call you Qinghe-ge in the future!"
Zhang Fan shook his head:"But we can be good friends."
"Fine then!"Xue Qinghe looked slightly disappointed.
"This brat actually dares to snub the young master!"
Hidden in the shadows, the Serpent Lance Elder, who had been protecting Qian Renxue, frowned slightly.He was already thinking about how to deal with this brat.
Letting him know that the young master was not someone to snub.
The Serpent Lance Elder had protected the young master for years,long considering her like a daughter.
So of course, he wouldn't allow others to disrespect her.
How should he teach him a lesson?Smack his balls?Too gross.
Suplex him?"Hmm, that's a good idea. I'll give him a suplex when the time comes!"The Serpent Lance Elder thought his plan was genius.
(End of Chapter)