Douluo: He became a god after taking advantage of the aura of Tang San’s protagonist

Chapter 9 Tang San

What a man says cannot be trusted, even if that man is a Titled Douluo.

When Fei Fei handed the letter to a thin boy and learned that it was actually a farewell letter, she felt the sinister heart for the first time.

"Thank you sister for coming to deliver the letter for dad."

The thin boy holding the letter raised his head, his dark eyes were clever and smart, with a faint sense of calmness.

The innate sense of foreknowledge came into play again, and the child in front of him quickly transformed into a blue-gold figure. He stood between the sky and the earth, and in front of him were two rays of light, one golden and one purple.

Feiye shook his head, half-bent down, and asked softly: "What's your name?"

The little boy said: "My name is Tang San."

Feixue was silent for a while.

"Xiaosan...your dad is really good at naming."

She no longer finds her name difficult to write.

The child blinked, showing an unclear expression.

Feixuan sighed and continued: "My name is Lou Feixuan, and I am your father's junior in the Blacksmith Association. Your father...you...are you hungry? Do you want to go eat?"

Fei Yi really didn't know how to proceed with the conversation, but Tang Hao obviously didn't care much about his son. The six-year-old was sallow and emaciated, and the sleeves of his school uniform were shorter than his wrist. He just missed saying "I'm poor" It's written all over my face, it looks like I've been hungry for two months.

But Tang San seemed not to have heard her last words, and asked curiously: "Blacksmith Association?"

"En." Fei Yi nodded and looked at the child carefully.

There are rumors in the Blacksmith Association that every Haotian Sect disciple is a natural blacksmith, but the child in front of me is a Blue Silver Grass martial spirit. It is a pity that he did not inherit his father's talent...

It's a pity that it's a hammer, his future is limitless, even scarier than when Fei Yi watched Dugu Bo last time.

In other words, as long as this child can't reach the Titled Douluo, he will be considered useless. What is a blacksmith?

"Sister, I also want to practice forging." Tang San still raised his head, the seriousness in his eyes definitely didn't look like he was joking.

Fei Yi nodded her chin, thinking that it was almost lunch time, so she reminded:

"are you not hungry?"

Tang San blinked: "I don't know how long I can go with my martial soul just for practicing martial arts. I want to further my studies in blacksmithing."

"……are you not hungry?"

"It's not a long-term solution to take the subsidies from the Wuhun Temple and the wages of the work-students. I hope to use my status as a blacksmith to increase my income."

"...Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Feiye knocked on the future titled Douluo's forehead with one hand.

Tang San covered his forehead and smiled: "I thought my sister was changing the subject and didn't want to take me to the Blacksmith Guild."

This child is not very old, but his head is full of old-fashioned thoughts. Is he too vigilant or...

"I don't have those tricks. Now that you are in my hands and your father's debt has been paid, you will be under my control before your father comes back." Feiyu sighed softly, looked around and said: " Notting City is not a good place, so if you don’t come with me to Tiandou, I can arrange for you to study at Tiandou Royal Academy.”

After all, it's Tang Hao's son, so this trick of using the emperor to control the princes is quite useful.

But Tang San didn't agree immediately, but showed hesitation, the next moment, a crisp voice came from far away:

"Little San!"

Hearing this voice, Tang San's expression softened a little, and his footsteps already tended to retreat: "Sister, my classmate is calling me, can you please leave a contact information, and I will contact you when I am on vacation."