Chapter 258 Why did Tang San insist on attacking Huo Yuhao?
Meanwhile, in the city squares of the Black World, the scene of Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er finally breaking with Niu Tian and Titan in the sky screen caused a long-suppressed cheer to erupt.
"It should have been done a long time ago!"
A burly man slapped his thigh hard, his face filled with extreme excitement.
"Watching this whole journey has been incredibly frustrating. Those two old bastards were always putting on airs, treating Huo Yuhao like a fool. Now they've finally cut ties. It's a bit late, but at least they did the right thing."
"Yes," a Soul Master next to him chimed in, looking at the screen with a helpless, disappointed tone.
"Bai Yuhao and Bai Wangdong'er were incredibly stupid before. They believed everything they were told without any suspicion. Now that the truth is out, this is the attitude they should have. That so-called 'elder' sold them out so easily. What's the point of keeping that relationship? For New Year's?"
In the underworld, survival means constant vigilance, and people here find it hard to understand the kind of unconditional trust that exists in one's elders.
For them, once they discover someone is trying to harm them, no matter who it is, even a blood relative, they must sever all ties decisively. Bai Yuhao's previous hesitation and resistance were seen as weakness by them.
"All I can say is that they've had it too easy before," an old man said, his hands behind his back, his eyes revealing a worldly wisdom.
"Shrek protected them so well that they never even witnessed the most basic evil in human nature. But now, after this betrayal, they have been completely awakened. If they were to fight Tang San again in the future, at least they wouldn't be held back by those so-called family members."
The murmurs among the crowd sounded particularly sharp.
The Soul Masters of the Black World showed unprecedented approval for this separation of the White World.
They didn't care how badly Bai Yuhao was injured; they only cared that this pawn had finally jumped out of the corner of the chessboard.
Meanwhile, in the shadows of Shrek Academy, Hei Xuanzi gazed at the sky.
This time, he didn't laugh wildly like before, but fell into a deep silence.
As he watched the young couple in the video finally break up, the bloodshot in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a complex sense of desolation.
"Is it finally over?" Hei Xuanzi murmured softly, his voice carrying a hint of weariness.
"The cut was clean enough. But what good is it after it's cut off? In this world, as long as Tang San exists, as long as that God Realm exists, this is an inescapable knot."
He turned away, no longer looking at the sky, and simply disappeared back into the darkness, leaving only a sigh: "You think you're free just because you've cut it off? How naive."
[In the scene depicting the sky.]
Night had fallen.
Bai Xuanzi brought Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er back to Shrek Academy.
This is a quiet tea room.
The lights were dim and not very bright.
Bai Xuanzi didn't rush to deal with any revenge plan, nor did he rush to instill any grand principles in Huo Yuhao.
He simply took the tea set from the shelf silently and began to brew tea.
Boiling water was poured into the teapot, making a slight sound.
The aroma of tea filled the air, but no one in the tea room seemed inclined to savor its flavor.
Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er sat at the table, both looking somewhat awkward. They hadn't yet recovered from the intense emotional turmoil of their recent heart-wrenching breakup.
Bai Xuanzi poured a cup of tea for each of them, his movements slow and deliberate.
"Drink it," Bai Xuanzi said calmly. "Calm down."
Huo Yuhao took the teacup and looked at his reflection in it; his eyes were still bloodshot.
"Teacher," Huo Yuhao put down his teacup, his voice filled with barely suppressed confusion, "I really don't understand. Why?"
He raised his head, looking directly at Bai Xuanzi, his eyes filled with an incomprehensible obsession. "Uncle Niu Tian and Uncle Titan, why did they do this? If they wanted anything, they could have just told me, and I would have done my best to help them. Why did they have to resort to such methods to scheme against us?"
"And there's Cupid."
[Huo Yuhao's voice trembled slightly with anger as he said this, "Why must you put me to death?"]
Wang Dong'er, standing to the side, also lowered her head. Her voice was low, filled with a sense of desperate helplessness: "I don't understand either. Even blood ties, even so-called kinship, are they really just tools that can be discarded at any time in their eyes?"
Their gazes were both fixed on Bai Xuanzi.
They need an answer.
In the plaza of the underworld, the Soul Masters' previously noisy atmosphere became somewhat subdued once again upon hearing Huo Yuhao's words.
Many Soul Masters fell silent.
"Yes, why?"
A middle-aged Soul Master asked a question in a low voice, a question that echoed the sentiments of many present.
"We've all been watching. Tang San from the White World has been targeting Huo Yuhao. That's a God King, a god who rules this world. Why is he fixated on a boy who hasn't even grown up yet? Does Huo Yuhao really pose some kind of threat to him?"
"Who knows?" The person next to him shook his head. "Maybe that's just how gods are. In their eyes, the fate of us mortals is just something to amuse us. Just like how Niu Tian and Titan used Huo Yuhao as a pawn, Tang San probably just thought that the process of this boy growing up was interesting, so he wanted to play with him himself."
"This is terrifying," someone said, trembling. "If Tang San from our underworld side thinks the same way... then what are we to him?"
This question, like a thorn, pierced the hearts of all the dark world's soul masters.
They initially thought these were just stories from two different worlds. But now, watching Bai Yuhao's bewilderment and anguish on the screen, they suddenly realized that this was actually a fear that each of them had to face.
In this world, under the laws that are ruled by so-called "gods," are they also on a chessboard that no one can see?
"So what will Bai Xuanzi say?"
"I'm really curious."
"If Tang San is targeting him for some long-term plan, then what exactly is that plan?"
At this moment, all the discussion culminated in anticipation of the question on the screen.
They wanted to know the truth, not only Huo Yuhao, but also these soul masters from the underworld.
They wanted to know whether mortals had even the slightest chance of survival in this game dominated by so-called "gods".
Even if they were being used as pawns, they still wanted to know what the person playing the game was really plotting.
(End of chapter)