Chapter 385: Yuehua Defends Her Man, Enraging Tang San! Qian Renxue and Bi Bidong are on the Way!_1

"Greetings?"

"Auntie, you want me to greet him?"

Tang San looked at Luo Yu with the same kind of affectionate gaze that one would reserve for their own son.

He was so angry that both his lips and hands were trembling.

Tang Yuehua glared with her beautiful eyes, "Nonsense, I'm your blood aunt, and this is your blood uncle."

"Didn't you just tell your aunt that when you see your uncle you must greet him properly?"

"Now that your uncle is here, you change your attitude?"

"I..." Tang San was at a loss for words, "How would I know it would be him!"

"Have all the men in the world died out? Who you choose doesn't matter, but why him?"

"What's so great about this guy?"

Tang Yuehua's face turned an iron blue with rage, her chest heaving as she started to use her soul power, her fair fingers becoming blurs.

"Slap, slap, slap!"

Three crisp sounds in quick succession, and since he was too close, Tang San was caught off guard.

His face quickly became swollen, with clear handprints.

"Xiaosan, do you not know that your aunt values manners above all things?"

"Under your aunt's own eyes, you speak ill of your uncle, do you think that's appropriate?"

"Gurgle, gurgle!"

Tang San was stunned by the successive heavy slaps, clenched his teeth tightly and his fists even tighter.

Tang Yuehua, unabashed, defended Luo Yu.

"What, are you thinking about fighting back against your aunt?"

At that moment, Tang Hao stepped forward and shielded Tang San, his tiger-like eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

"Yuehua, you're going too far."

"Honestly, I think what Xiaosan said isn't wrong."

"You are the princess-level goddess of our Hao Tian Clan, there's no man in the world you can't have, why must you choose this unremarkable fellow? Hitting your nephew over such a person, is that appropriate?"

"Slap."

Hearing someone belittle Luo Yu like that, Tang Yuehua's eyelids twitched, and her pretty brows compressed tightly together, as she backhanded Tang San with another slap.

"I think it's appropriate."

"It doesn't matter what you all think, it only matters what I think."

Tang Yuehua's gaze was unwavering as she turned towards Luo Yu, "This is my husband, and I believe he's the best man in the world, second to none."

"Anyone who speaks ill of him, don't expect me to be polite."

Tang Hao and Tang San suddenly felt as if they'd been hit by a bolt from the blue, thoroughly puzzled.

Especially when they saw Luo Yu sitting leisurely behind Tang Yuehua, with a faint smile on his face, they felt utterly suffocated and short of breath.

"Yuehua, for this fellow, are you willing to fall out with your brother and your nephew?"

Tang Yuehua shook her head decisively.

"Second brother, you are mistaken."

"I was hoping to treat you all cordially."

"My husband was also all smiles to Xiaosan, showing the magnanimity of an elder, but what about you both?"

"You constantly belittle my man, even wanting to throw him out?"

"This place is Yuexuan!"

"This is my home, Tang Yuehua's home, and Luo Yu is the master here."

"Even I listen to him, so what gives you the right to throw him out?"

Tang Hao and Tang San were left speechless by the rebuke.

Thinking back on how they had acted as if they owned the place and had been haughty towards Luo Yu, they felt ashamed; had this guy been treating them like clowns all this time?

"Gurgle, gurgle!"

Luo Yu came over, his large hand enveloping Tang Yuehua's smaller one, smiling and said:

"Yuehua, calm down, Xiaosan is just a child after all, it's normal for him not to understand."

"After all, he is our nephew."

"If the child doesn't understand, should we as the elders also not understand?"

"Go on, you can still smile?" Tang Yuehua pouted her red lips and reproached him, "Husband, you're too kind. You will be bullied outside, what they said just now was so hurtful."

"I can't stand it!"

Luo Yu shook his head, still smiling.

"As the saying goes, a nephew is half as good as a son; why be so angry with your own son?"

"Son... Son?" Tang San was so angry that his blood surged, his throat sweetened, and his eyeballs bulged, perfectly round.

Tang Yuehua looked at Luo Yu tenderly, her emotions rich and varied.

"Honey, you'll definitely be a good father in the future."

"Your son is so unfilial, yet you can still hold back."

"Sigh." Luo Yu sighed, glancing at Tang San, "Honestly, who would want such an unfilial descendant? But what can I do when he's thrust upon me?"

Tang Yuehua shook her head, apologizing, "Husband, you don't have to say it, I understand."

"You're tolerating them just for my sake, aren't you?"

"Otherwise, with your strength, Xiaosan wouldn't have a way to survive."

"I'm sorry, husband, for making you suffer because of me."

"Ah!!!!"

Tang San, holding his head and shaking it repeatedly, was Vein Throbbing at his temples out of anger, believing that Luo Yu was deliberately taking advantage of him.

"Aunt, I think you've really lost it."

"Do you think this guy could be my match?"

"I could smash him with just one hand!"

Tang Yuehua looked at Tang Hao, "Second Brother, Xiaosan is young and naive, surely you aren't the same?"

Tang Hao's tiger eyes grew even colder.

"Third Sister, I think what Xiaosan said is right."

Tang Yuehua called out urgently, "Do you know that Luo Yu decided to spare Xiaosan just for my sake? Otherwise, you and your son would have been dead sooner or later."

"Hehe, Third Sister, what are you joking about?"

"Don't you know my strength?" Tang Hao said with a comical expression, full of disdain, "Has Tang Hao been hidden away for so many years that people outside think I can't wield a hammer anymore?"

He pointed at Tang San.

"Do you know what level of strength your nephew has now?"

"A five-ringed Soul King!"

"Not far from becoming a Soul Emperor, he even inherited the ultimate technique I taught."

"He will surely dominate the Senior Soul Master competition of the entire continent and awe the world by taking the first place without a doubt! With such a certain potential for godhood, do you think we father and son are inferior to him?"

Tang Hao thought that after saying this, Tang Yuehua would be endlessly astonished.

But he found her as unfazed as a still well, without even the slightest reaction, terrifyingly calm.

Was she… petrified by shock?

Tang Hao had a guess in his heart, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looking up at Tang Yuehua, he said:

"Yuehua, listen to Second Brother's advice, break it off with this guy right away."

"Impossible." Tang Yuehua responded decisively.

Tang Hao's expression became serious.

"Yuehua, let me be clear, we can't tolerate that kid in our eyes."

"Here and now, it's either him or me."

Tang Yuehua looked at Tang Hao in a daze for a moment, then turned and walked towards Luo Yu.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yu."

This kind of phrasing brought a glimmer of joy to the faces of both Tang Hao and Tang San.

They felt confident, inwardly smug.

On one side was an ordinary cripple, on the other were gifted relatives and a genius.

Only a fool wouldn't know what to choose.

They cast provoking looks at Luo Yu, as if to say.

Kid, you'll soon be a homeless dog.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yu, for making you suffer because of me."

After Tang Yuehua finished apologizing, she stood by Luo Yu's side, standing tall and straight, her gaze was focused, looking imposingly at Tang Hao and his son, her voice cold, emanating a chilly indifference.

"You—"

"Can go out."

"What????"

"Asking us to leave?"

Tang Hao and his son exchanged glances, doubting they had heard it wrong.

Tang Hao, dumbfounded, said, "Yuehua... you?"

Tang Yuehua's gaze was unfaltering, terrifyingly calm.

"My man doesn't like you, and neither can I."

"Please show yourselves out."

This time, Tang Hao and his son were completely dumbfounded.

Seeing Luo Yu sitting there smiling faintly, as if watching flowers bloom and wither.

Their internal frustration and embarrassment were beyond description…