Tang Wulin's fists were tightly clenched when he said that. It was truly difficult for him to utter those words! His grandteacher, the Atlas Douluo and his teacher, the Blazing Dragon Douluo had both died in the great catastrophe.
Which one was more important, a family grudge or the country's revenge?
Undoubtedly, he made the right choice. Yet, it was agonizing for Shrek and the Tang Sect to accept the right thing to do at present.
Cao Dezhi slapped Tang Wulin on the shoulder before giving it a tight squeeze. It felt as if he was trying to convince Tang Wulin and affirm his decision.
Tang Wulin turned his head to the side and looked toward the Heartless Douluo. His eyes glistened with tears. He shouted aloud, "We're leaving!" Upon saying that, he took the lead to leap up and flew toward Shrek City.
He did not have the courage to stay anymore. He was afraid that he would not be able to refrain himself from seeking revenge if he stayed much longer.
