"Don't think so much, life and death are up to fate, wealth and honor are up to the heavens, I, Fat Grandpa, have already lived for more than a hundred years, even if I were to die right now, I would have no regrets." Without waiting for Tang Huan to finish speaking, Fat Old Man interrupted him with a smile, "Brat, you've waited for me for so long, don't you want to ask me something else?"
"Old Fatty, I do have a very important question to ask you." Hearing that, Tang Huan calmed himself down and said seriously.
"Oh?"
Fat Old Man raised his eyebrows, his two rat eyes rolling around, "Tell me, what's the problem? "Brat, don't hold too much hope. There are many things that even I, Fat Grandpa, do not know." As if he had guessed what Tang Huan wanted to ask, Fat Old Man reminded him first.
"You must know this question."
Tang Huan's expression was solemn, he brewed for a moment, then took a deep breath and said, "Old Fatty, His Majesty the Sacred Emperor Mountain He's younger sister, Senior Shan Lan, is your old …"
"Ren?"
"Wh …" What … "
Fat Old Man obviously did not expect Tang Huan to suddenly ask about this, and was immediately stunned, his small eyes opened wide, but after a short moment, he regained his senses, and glared fiercely at Tang Huan, "What old?"
"Ren?" "Brat, where did you hear all this nonsense?"
"Old fatty, are you angry from embarrassment?" Tang Huan chuckled.
"Go, go, kid, if you continue talking nonsense like this, I, Fat Grandpa, will be leaving." Fat Old Man was a little angry, and was about to leave.
"Don't go, let's get down to business."
Tang Huan immediately smiled and pressed Fat Old Man down on the chair.
Although Fat Old Man did not answer that question just now, through his reaction, Tang Huan already knew the answer. Back then, there must have been a relationship between Fat Old Man and Shan Lan.
In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan stared at Fat Old Man and said in a deep voice: "Old Fatty, is my mother still alive?"
The moment he said those words, Tang Huan couldn't help but become a little nervous, and even his heartbeat seemed to have sped up by a lot. He had only deduced that his mother was not dead from the empty grave outside the Furious Waves City, but that was only a deduction, and he could not obtain the exact answer.
"Didn't you already guess it?" Fat Old Man didn't seem to have calmed down as he rolled his eyes.
"My mother is really not dead!"
Tang Huan was immediately overjoyed, excitement surged from the bottom of his heart, he grabbed Fat Old Man's thick arm and said anxiously, "Old Fatty, do you know where she went?"
"She went to the Saint Spirit Continent!" The fat old man snorted twice.
"Saint Spirit Continent?" Tang Huan was stunned for a moment, then said with great surprise, "Holy Spirit Continent, that is the territory of the Tian Clan, my mother is from the Tian Clan?"
"I don't know about this Grandpa Fatty."
The fat old man narrowed his eyes and said.
Tang Huan was stunned, and could not help but ask: "Then what about my father? Who is he? "
According to the memories that Tang Huan had inherited, he had been dependent on his mother since he was young, but he did not have any impression of his father. In the past ten years, he had always thought that he was the illegitimate son of the Tang Family's Patriarch, and did not know that his father was someone else.
It was precisely because of this that Tang Huan, whose soul was attached to this body, had deep feelings for his mother, and treated the old man and the old fatty as if they were close relatives. However, Tang Huan did not have much feelings for his father, whom he had never met before, and only wanted to know who he was.
"You'll have to ask your mother about that. How would I know?" The fat old man said carelessly, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes.
"You …"
Tang Huan was a little depressed, he wished that he could reach his hand into Fat Old Man's stomach and take out all the words that he had hidden inside. He could feel that the old fatty definitely knew something, but if he didn't say it, Tang Huan had no other choice … No, maybe there was a way to try.
"Old Fatty, you really don't know?" Tang Huan rolled his eyes, and laughed strangely.
"I really don't know!" Fat Old Man immediately shook his head a few times, the fat on his face trembling, but when he saw the smile on Tang Huan's face, he couldn't help but have a bad premonition.
"Sigh, what a pity."
Tang Huan sighed, and said with a helpless expression, "Looks like I can only make a trip to the 'Glory Sacred Temple' and ask Senior Shan Lan. She might know something, and it's not too late yet, the 'Glory Sacred Temple' shouldn't be closed yet. If we set off now, we might even be able to enter."
"What the hell does she know!"
Hearing this, Fat Old Man's fat body trembled slightly, and he grabbed onto Tang Huan, "Brat, I admire you, but, I really don't know who your father is, but your master probably knows something. When your master comes back, you can just ask him."
"I don't know how long it'll take this old man to come back." Tang Huan said with a headache.
"Brat, don't be too anxious …" I once heard from Old Man Ou that he was going out to sea to search for an extremely rare Saint Grade Gem to forge a Divine Armament. He estimated that it would take him three to four years to return, and it has already been more than two years.
"Old Man Ou is not like me, he is a genuine Stage Nine Martial Saint, a Weapon Refining Grand Master, there are not many people in this world who can injure him, brat, you can rest assured." Fat Old Man laughed, but a hint of worry flashed past his narrowed eyes.
"Going to sea? "If that's the case, then we can only wait a little longer."
Tang Huan's face revealed a slight smile, it did not matter if he waited for another year or two, he was originally worried about the old man's safety, but after hearing Fat Old Man's words, he felt a lot more at ease. "Old Fatty, then let's talk about my mother, is she a member of the Tian Clan?"
Tang Huan smiled as he looked at Fat Old Man, like a cunning little fox.
"Brat, I really don't know. In any case, I've never seen your mother reveal her wings in those few years." Fat Old Man said with a sullen face.
"He has never revealed his wings. Could it be that he is from the royal family of the Tian Clan?"
Tang Huan muttered doubtfully. The people of the royal family of the Tian Clan all seemed to have methods to hide their wings, just like the Tian Clan Princess called Leng Yinshuang.
"Before your mother left the Furious Waves City, she once said that she would go to the Holy Spirit Continent's Cloud Cloud City to find someone. If you have the chance in the future, you might as well go to the Tian Clan to find that person. Maybe you can get some information about your mother." Fat Old Man added.
"Who is that person?" Tang Huan asked subconsciously.
"Xing Meng!" Fat Old Man slowly spat out these two characters.
"Tian Clan?" Tang Huan was startled.
"Exactly." Fat Old Man giggled and said, "Brat, that's all I know."
"Oh, don't think about going to the Saint Spirit Continent now. Your strength is still a bit lacking. If you go to the Tian Clan now, let's not talk about whether or not the Tian Clan will make a move on you. Even if they don't, you won't be able to see Xing Meng.
"Of course, when you have the cultivation of the Peak Stage Nine, it will be easier to see Xing Meng. So, what you need to do now is to cultivate honestly, and it would be best if you could enter the 'Sky Spirit Realm' again. That way, you won't have to worry about the 'Secluded Night Divine Palace' assassinations at all."
"Old Fatty, there's no need to wait until the future. I will set off tomorrow and head to the Holy Spirit Continent through the Origin Continent." Tang Huan said with a face full of smiles.
"What?" Fat Old Man was dumbfounded.
"..."
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