When you read this letter, I have already left. Don't look for me, you will not be able to find me.
Although you are still young, you are capable of taking care of yourself. Only when the young eagle spreads its wings can it fly high earlier.
Don't worry about me. Your character has inherited a lot of your mother's delicacy. Dad is a useless person. As you get older, Dad needs to get back some things that should belong to me. One day, our father and son will be together.
The two will meet again.
I hope you become strong, but I don’t want you to become strong. You choose your own path.
If one day you feel that the soul master profession is not good, then return to Holy Soul Village and become a blacksmith like me.
Don't think about it.
Tang Hao."
Looking at the paper in his hand, Tang San was stunned, and the joy in his heart suddenly turned into helpless loss.
Dad is gone. Dad, why are you leaving?
Old Jack looked at Tang San's absent-minded look and smiled bitterly: "This guy Tang Hao left without any warning. The day before yesterday, I came to ask him to make farm tools. Now that he is gone, we will have to find another blacksmith in the future.
.This guy is so irresponsible."
Tang San slowly came back to his senses, "Grandpa Jack, you mean, dad just left these two days?"
Old Jack nodded. "I should have left in the past two days. Xiaosan, don't be sad, it's not worth it for a father like that. Just leave with grandpa and go to my house."
Tang San shook his head silently, carefully folded the paper in his hand and put it into his arms.
"Thank you, Grandpa Jack. The house is so messy, so I won't ask you to stay. I still have to clean it up."
Old Jack was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that little Tang San would actually issue an eviction order. He sighed and said: "Okay. But if you need anything, just come to me." He shook his head helplessly and turned to face outside.
Go.
Old Jack left, and only Tang San and Xiao Wu were left in the blacksmith shop. Tang San didn't say a word, and just started to clean up the messy room and everything in the room.
Surprisingly, Xiao Wu, who was usually lively and active, remained silent at this time. She walked to Tang San and quietly helped him put things away, scooping water from the water tank outside to help him.
Wiping the dust in the room.
…
Noting Junior Soul Master Academy.
The master was reading a book in his room. The mistress went home, and his heart was empty. After getting along for a year, although he didn't say anything, his feelings for this disciple continued to deepen in his heart.
Until Tang San left this morning, he was still hesitant about whether to go to his house to have a look. In the end, the master rejected his idea. There were many reasons, and even he couldn't explain it clearly.
Bang, bang, bang, at this moment, the knock on the door suddenly sounded.
The master frowned, usually no one would come to him except Tang San.
"Please come in." The master put down the book in his hand and said calmly.
The door opened, and a tall figure walked in from the outside. He was wearing a simple gray robe, with messy black hair hanging on his shoulders. His old face was full of vicissitudes, and his pair of cloudy eyes seemed to have reached the end of his life, and
His appearance does not match that of a man who is only about fifty years old.
"Hello, Master." The visitor's voice was low and somewhat hoarse.
I don't know why, but when this person first entered the door, the master's whole body became nervous subconsciously, and even his soul power spread throughout his body unconsciously.
"Who are you?" The master stood up slowly, with some doubts in his eyes.
The man in gray said calmly: "Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for twenty years. It's no wonder you don't recognize me when I look like this. My name is Tang Hao."
"Tang Hao?" The master's normally unwavering expression suddenly changed. His pupils focused almost instantly, staring at the person in front of him. His hands were grasped on the table, and his fingers had turned blue-white. "
You, you are Hao..."
Tang Hao waved his hand to stop the master from continuing, and said coldly: "There is no need to mention the past titles. Back then, we had a few acquaintances. Others may think you are just a lunatic, but I know,
You are a persistent person."
The master's mood gradually calmed down, and his stiff face was slightly disturbed. "It seems that I guessed it right. You are indeed Xiaosan's father. He has gone home, why are you here?"
Tang Hao nodded and said calmly: "It is precisely because he went home that I am here. I know that you accepted him as your disciple. As a father, I should have come to see you a long time ago. I have to leave.
, the only one I care about is him, so I hope to entrust the mistress to you."
"You want to leave? Where are you going? He is your son." The master stared at Tang Hao with a sharp look.
Tang Hao still looked cold, "He is also your apprentice. I have to leave. There are many things that must be done. He will not be happy if he follows me. I have no other requirements, his
It is up to him to choose his own life. It has been ten years since I left this world. Now that he has grown up, there are some things that I must do."
The master took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what happened to you, but I can see that the mistress is very attached to you. Don't you think it would be too cruel for him to leave like this?"
Tang Hao said lightly: "He has decided to take an extraordinary path, and being with me is cruel to him. Okay, I have finished what I want to say. No matter when, please remember that he
He is my son."
After saying this, Tang Hao raised his hand and waved, and a jet-black token fell on the table in front of the master with a clang. The token was exactly the same as the one the master showed when he brought Tang San into the Soul Hunting Forest.
However, there are exactly six patterns on this token...