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5 Chapter 4: A Father’s Sacrifice for His Son
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The servants had all been sent away, leaving just Tang Luo and Tang Sen in the room. The younger one sat in the middle of the bed, while the older one sat on the side, their gazes fixing on each other.

Neither spoke first, the atmosphere was silent, but not awkward. Both were quite natural.

Tang Luo fell silent for a simple reason. The number on his father’s head had changed.

He clearly remembered, the day before yesterday, the number above his father, Tang Sen was 30045.5, and today it was already 30055.9, an increase of 10.4.

During these days of recuperation, Tang Luo had his own guesses about these numbers and he was eager to verify them.

Firstly:

Everyone had the numbers, but their values were different. For example, Aji who just performed in front of him, his number was 74.6, while the other servants’ numbers were mostly between 50 and 70.

His mother had come to visit him for the past two days, but her number hadn’t changed at all. The first time he saw it was 6130.7, and it was still the same today.

Because his body was weak and he was arranged to rest in the room, Tang Luo temporarily could not see the numbers of the mansion guards and sect warriors.

these numbers. These values might be related to cultivation

feature. They all had no martial talent, missed the martial practice due to laziness in their childhood, or just were ordinary

of the clan’s Martial Hall, Tang Sen could be said to be the strongest among the older generation, it’s

warrior who has transcended the Mortal Realm. Her number was nearly five times less

cultivation level, which would increase over time, he couldn’t figure out what else these

numbers represented life force. According to the strength of one’s cultivation, a person’s physique would undergo various forms of evolution, the most obvious of which was the growth in lifespan and physical strength.

since Tang Luo couldn’t see

but he couldn’t find them no matter how much he craned his neck, and they didn’t appear

to keep the matter of him being able to see numbers on people’s heads to himself for now because his Dantian (a term in Chinese martial arts referring to the “sea of energy”) was already strange enough. He didn’t want to be sliced up for study. He had heard that many martial artists who were stuck in a bottleneck liked to study the bodies of young people, which was very perverse. He must take good care

Luo could daydream all day if you didn’t interrupt his

Martial Hall, Tang Sen took the initiative to speak up. His voice was still low, but no longer

Tang Luo’s thoughts, and the kid realized that Tang Sen had been sitting by the bed for quite

something.” Tang Luo felt a bit guilty, but like most fathers and sons, there always seemed to be a barrier between their communications,

of few words, Tang Sen was not very good at initiating conversations with his children either. Most of the time, it was

conversations between the two had happened at such close

with him. The last time