"Dad, can I go out now?"
Under a stone signboard building, Jiang He was chewing on a piece of dark chocolate and looking at his father, Jiang Shan, the manager of Taichu Street, with extreme dissatisfaction.
"It's so chaotic outside. You can wait a little longer.”
Jiang Shan shook his head dejectedly with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Cao Yanming that fellow has already overturned his car. Do you think you will have a good ending if you go out with this identity?
Go and practice!
He and Cao Ren were both beaten up. I don't want to bring your mother out to get you.”
The corner of Jiang He's mouth twitched as he pointed at the chocolate board in his hand.""Let me out. They eat so much every day. Even if I don't get fat, I'm tired of them. You guys are too inhumane to keep me imprisoned like this.
I heard from them that someone has been causing trouble outside recently. Are you sure you don't want to do anything?
When the entire Zhenhun Street is in chaos, won't you be the one to go out and settle things?
What's the use of counting on those ghosts from the Spirit Domain? It can be considered as letting me go out and get some fresh air."
Jiang He looked at Jiang Shan obsequiously.
"Hmph, brat, how about this?"
Jiang Shan put down the shopping bag of fresh meat and vegetables and took two steps back. He drew a line with the tip of his foot and turned to look at his son.
"Taichu Street is behind me. If you can make me retreat ten feet and send me into the human world, I'll let you leave this place. If you can't do it, then go back and train well.
There's no room for discussion on this matter. It's useless even if you look for your mother.
If you want to enter the world and get involved in the muddy waters of the spirit sender, you have to go through me first.”
"This…"
Jiang He threw away the chocolate shell with an ugly expression and looked at his father with a twitching mouth.
"Dad, why don't we change the question?"
"Retreating? At least you're tactful."
Jiang Shan smugly dusted off the dust on his clothes, his nose facing the sky.
"Even if Huangfu Tiangang's Dragon Chess General's boss Huangfu Longdou and Devil Street's Soul Suppressing General Cao Yanming were to join forces here, they might not be able to make me go all out.”
"No, if you've thought it through, I'll make a move.”
Jiang He scratched his head and his body slowly tensed up. Before his father could reply, a fist that was emitting a dense black fog suddenly appeared behind Jiang He and punched towards the strongest Spirit Host so far.
The price of arrogance was painful.
The streets of Taichu Street were filled with people. Jiang Shan crashed into the wall across the street in a sorry state, causing the pedestrians to cry out in alarm. They thought that a vicious incident of fighting on the street was about to break out.
"You brat!"
Jiang Shan crawled up from the ground weakly and looked at his son with embarrassment and anger.
"A gentleman's word is a promise."
Jiang He chuckled and squatted on the ground, looking at his father across the street.
"You can't go back on your word."
"Hmph, pack up and get ready to pack up and get lost.”
Jiang Shan looked at the Guardian Spirit behind him, whose arms were trembling from blocking the punch. His expression darkened, and he finally said calmly,
The son of the Soul Suppressing General of Taichu Street, Jiang He. Twenty years old. It was also the twentieth year since he arrived in this world. However, he was not as lucky as the main characters in other stories. At the beginning of the game, he was assisted by countless cheats and systems.
He faced a forthright mother and a father who seemed to be indifferent to everything. After the first five years, Jiang He began a special training that lasted for fifteen years.
All of this was to suppress the two divine weapons in the Taichu Temple at the center of Taichu Street, which was also his backyard, and to become the strongest Spirit Host of the current generation.
Jiang Shan did not like the spirit hosts who knew him to call him General Jiang, nor did he like others to call him the Soul Suppressing General. That was the title given to the spirit hosts who suppressed Soul Suppressing Street by the Spirit Domain. Jiang Shan was different.
He suppressed all the streets of Soul Suppression!
According to the family tradition, the next person to become the Soul Suppressing General of Taichu Street would be his only son, the unlucky transmigrator Jiang He who had been ravaged for fifteen years.
Jiang He still felt that the title of Soul Suppressing General was quite impressive. He was a diehard fan of Soul Suppressing Street comics, not to mention his special identity that had been magically altered.
"You can leave, but the old man can't. He can't leave the Battlegod Jail.”
Thinking of the crazy red eyes in the black fog, Jiang Shan's teeth flew up.
"If this old master really wants to leave, what can you do to stop me?”
The black fog surged, and a disdainful snort sounded.
"Since when did my grandson come to interfere in my grandfather's affairs? Not only am I leaving, but I'm also taking the Martial God Jail with me so that my grandson can keep up appearances.
Why? Unconvinced? Let your guardian spirit out to take a beating with you?!”
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