"Xiao San, you might be wondering why I ended up like this. But you're still young. Hao-geigei~ told me... we can't let you know the whole truth too soon!"
A Yin gently stroked Tang San's silky hair.
Her own daughter was so stunningly beautiful, a true knockout, destined to enchant countless handsome men—a flawless beauty!
But what was up with her outfit? Just three leaves on her entire body?
How was this supposed to pass any kind of modesty review?
Before A Yin could fret more over Tang San's situation, Tang San suddenly clenched her fists and said with anger:
"Mom, even if you don't say it, I've already guessed it!"
Previously, Xiao Ye Xuan had told Tang San about Tang Hao, and even let her know that Tang Hao was the youngest Title Douluo in the world.
With a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
Incredibly powerful.
She also learned that her family had a deep grudge with the Spirit Hall.
Xiao Ye Xuan hadn't shared everything.
But at that time, Tang San had already guessed—it must have something to do with the mother she'd never met.
Or perhaps she had been killed by someone from Spirit Hall.
But now, Tang San finally understood that her mother was actually a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast in human form.
A hundred-thousand-year spirit beast—that was a priceless treasure. Spirit Hall must've set their sights on A Yin, leading to the tragic aftermath.
Damn Spirit Hall! Tang San etched this hatred into her bones. One day, she would wipe them off the map!
"Xiao San... so you already know. Hao-geigei~ Seriously, telling you something this heavy so early on? My sweet little Xiao San shouldn't grow up carrying hatred. She should grow up happy."
A Yin said with deep sorrow.
Even though Tang San didn't hear it directly from her father, she didn't say much more.
The love and care from A Yin—Tang San had just felt it completely.
So this was what a mother's love felt like? It was amazing, something she yearned for with all her heart.
The two talked for a long while, and Tang San shared many things—but she deliberately left out anything about Xiao Ye Xuan.
A Yin, being the doting mother she was, noticed her daughter was barely dressed and crafted a leafy outfit from Blue Silver Grass that covered far more than before.
Now Tang San didn't look quite so much like a seductive demoness.
"Mom, I have to go back. There are still things I need to do. I can't stay here forever. But I'll come see you again, I promise."
Tang San looked at the sky and figured Xiao Ye Xuan should be heading back soon.
If Xiao Ye Xuan returned and found her missing, he'd definitely use some special method to track her down.
Tang San didn't want him discovering A Yin's existence, so she had to leave early.
"Xiao San, you've grown up. You have things to do. I won't try to keep you by my side. Go, my child~!"
A Yin was incomparably gentle and understanding.
Tang San's heart nearly melted. Such a wonderful mother—she truly loved her.
If only she had grown up by her mother's side, she would've been the happiest child in the world.
It was all the fault of Spirit Hall, tearing their family apart. Spirit Hall—you're doomed!
Tang San reluctantly left A Yin, retracing her steps.
She didn't know exactly where she was, so she returned to the spot where she had originally woken up.
There, she waited for Xiao Ye Xuan to come find her.
Sure enough, just as she predicted, Xiao Ye Xuan did find her.
It confirmed her suspicion—Xiao Ye Xuan had some way of tracking her location.
Good thing she didn't try to run away for real.
When Xiao Ye Xuan found Tang San, he naturally had to put on a bit of a show.
With a touch of anger, he said:
"Xiao San San! You snuck off to this place—are you asking for a spanking?"
Tang San had already prepared an excuse, then put on a pitiful expression, hugging Xiao Ye Xuan's leg and whining:
"Master… Master nya~! You finally came for me nya~! I was so scared… I thought I'd never see you again nya~! Waaaah~!"
Xiao Ye Xuan was stunned by the way Tang San acted so clingy—where did she learn that from?
But still, it wasn't bad. He kind of liked it when Tang San cried.
He even wanted to make her cry harder.
"Xiao San San! Crying won't save you! You tried to run away, didn't you? Hmph! Wait till we get home, I'll punish you properly!"
He scolded, giving her soft, bouncy behind several firm smacks.
Tang San burst into tears.
"Master… Master nya~! I'll never do it again nya~! I only came out to clear my head… and accidentally wandered too far nya~! I couldn't find my way back nya~! I was so scared nya~!"
While getting spanked, Tang San clung to Xiao Ye Xuan and acted even more spoiled—like she was just pouring out everything in desperation.
But clearly, she had rehearsed every word of it.
Xiao Ye Xuan chose to believe her, picked her up, and poked her cheek as he said:
"You little rascal. Don't run off again, okay? This forest isn't just full of dangerous spirit beasts—it's got some pervy bandits too. They might just snatch you up and 'hehe~'!"
"Waaah~ Master nya~! I understand nya~! I won't run around anymore nya~!"
When Tang San heard "pervy bandits," her pupils flinched, then she started bawling again.
Xiao Ye Xuan carried her back home.
Tang San quickly memorized her surroundings—next time, she'd use this path to sneak back to see her mother and soothe her soul.
Xiao Ye Xuan also intentionally slowed his pace, letting Tang San take in the route—encouraging a deeper bond with A Yin.
Once they got home, Tang San was a little dazed, thanks to you know what, but the road was so easy to remember.
Just walk straight. That's it.
If someone got lost here, they'd have to be an Aqua-level idiot—or maybe just a clueless Fufu.
"Xiao San, I gotta say something about your outfit. Where are your original clothes?"
Xiao Ye Xuan tugged at the Blue Silver Grass clothing.
Of course, Tang San wasn't going to admit it was a gift from her mother.
She lied:
"Well, I got hungry nya~! Tried to catch some fish, but had no fire-starting stuff… so I used my clothes nya~! This grass outfit—I made it myself nya~!"
"You made it yourself? Looks great. In that case, Xiao San, make a few more. I want to see a new outfit every day!"
Xiao Ye Xuan grinned.
Tang San frowned. Outfits made of leaves and grass? One tug and they'd fall apart—more fragile than a girlfriend's tights. No way she wanted to wear this daily.
But did Tang San have a choice?
She forced a smile and said:
"If Master likes it nya~! Then I'll wear it every day for you nya~!"
"My little kitty, so obedient! Then make one using just these few leaves!"
Like he'd planned this, Xiao Ye Xuan laid out a few tiny leaves in front of her.
Tang San twitched at the mouth. How many leaves was this?
Three… four… just five?!
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