Ten Years After Entering the Factory, Tang San Chose to Support Wuhun Palace

After ten years in the factory, Tang San felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. Look at Douluo Continent from a modern perspective. He just felt how outrageous everything was. "Only I can help you embark on the road to becoming stronger. Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial spirit." At the beginning, Yu Xiaogang tried to fool himself. "No, you only know how to fart. The plan is to rely on my talent to improve. The theories are all copied. You want me to worship you as my teacher." Tang San was happy. "I am your father, how dare you join the Evil Spirit Hall! Become Bibi Dong's disciple!" Faced with Tang Hao's rage many years later. "Father? I've been taking care of you since you were a child. All your wages were paid for alcohol. You think I'm a waste when my martial soul shows you Blue Silver Grass. You think I'm a genius when you show me the Clear Sky Hammer? Get out!" Tang San was happy. "The Wuhun Palace provides subsidies to civilian soul masters, giving everyone the opportunity to awaken the Wuhun. Even small and remote places like Holy Soul Village can have people coming every year." "Is this evil? It's funny." "And you tricked my mother into getting soul rings and soul bones. You evil Tang family member, wait until I come and kill you."