My Co-renting Lady Boss

"You, you’re not Tang Ming, who are you really?"

Han Ya was also unclear why Tang Ming suddenly changed like this.

Although Tang Ming’s strength hadn’t improved, just from his aura, one could tell that Tang Ming at this moment was definitely not to be underestimated.

"Hahaha, Han Ya, is this how you get scared? Seems like you really know nothing about me."

Tang Ming stepped forward quickly, and the bone dart in his hand flew out rapidly.

The bone dart shot towards Han Ya, who picked up his curved blade to defend cautiously.

When he blocked Tang Ming’s bone dart, Han Ya realized Tang Ming’s attack was nothing special.

Even if Tang Ming had increased his strength eightfold, there was still a gap compared to the peak Golden Core Stage Han Ya.

This kind of long-distance darts couldn’t harm the cautious Han Ya.

In the exchange, Han Ya realized he had been fooled. Tang Ming was just using a bizarre appearance to make him hold back.

"Tang Ming, my patience has limits. Your skills are not my match, so let’s end this boring fight."

Han Ya extended his hand, forming a giant fish from dark blue water.

The big fish spread its wings and flew towards Tang Ming.

Tang Ming’s expression turned serious. He was indeed trying to stall for time, and even if injured, he could quickly recover.

This also made Han Ya feel that Tang Ming wasn’t injured at all.

But now, Han Ya was attacking for real, and though it wouldn’t kill him, it could seriously injure him.

"I can’t take it head-on."

Tang Ming secretly took a deep breath, but Han Ya’s blade was already striking.

Boom.

Tang Ming raised his hand, producing a blue short blade, which connected with the giant flying fish Han Ya released.

Pfft.

Blood flowed from Tang Ming’s arm and orifices, and he collapsed weakly by a large tree not far away, looking severely weakened.

Han Ya laughed aloud, his face twisted as he walked towards the nearly lifeless Tang Ming, wanting to vent his frustrations from his time in Tianpo City.

Just as Han Ya approached, Tang Ming suddenly opened his previously weak eyes.

"You think I’m done for?"

A faint smile appeared on Tang Ming’s lips. Although he looked wretched, Han Ya still felt a chill down his spine.

"No good, you’re duplicitous!"

Han Ya shouted, stepping back quickly, but his wrist was caught by Tang Ming.

Dark poison rapidly spread from his wrist, and Han Ya, angry, looked at Tang Ming, realizing his limbs were going numb.

"What poison is this? Why can’t I use my Immortal Energy?"

Han Ya stared wide-eyed at Tang Ming approaching.

"A prisoner should know his place. Do you think I’d tell you?"

Tang Ming wiped the blood from his face and squatted beside Han Ya.

Han Ya nodded and took a deep breath: "Kill or cut as you please."

"Hahahaha, Han Ya, let me ask you, I Tang Ming, even if you sided with the Chu Family in our conflict, I never gave up on Tianpo City. Before I got the transfer order, the clinic’s business was just as good as before, and I didn’t take a single Spirit Stone. So why did you and Chu Li join forces against me?"

Tang Ming stared at Han Ya, puzzled about this most.

Even if there was a grudge between Tang Ming and Han Ya in Tianpo City, it was because Tang Ming sided with Mu Ta.

One could say that Tang Ming leaving Tianpo City without leaving a mess was already kindness to Han Ya.

Han Ya gave Tang Ming a complicated look and sighed: "Tang Ming, sometimes things are beyond your control. I’m with the Water Dragon Tower Master, Water Dragon Tower..."

Han Ya seemed to want to continue, but his body shook violently, and a blue light flew from his chest.

Han Ya, shocked, watched something emerge from his body, his eyes full of disbelief.

Tang Ming seemed to realize something and tried to grab it but failed.

As it vanished before Tang Ming’s eyes, those mask-wearing figures appeared around him.

"Stop looking. That’s a secret technique of the Water Dragon Tower Master, the Water Dragon Soul Gu. This guy is just a host, thinking he’s a trusted confidant."

The man with the golden mask appeared beside Tang Ming.

"Blue Flame senior is still fighting Chu Li, aren’t you going to help him?"

Tang Ming looked expressionlessly at the masked men, knowing they had hidden nearby for a long time.

Even when he pretended to be injured, they didn’t come out, confirming their confidence in him.

"Oh. Angry that we didn’t help, thinking we should have? But I noticed you enjoy the fight’s victory?"

The man behind the golden mask smiled faintly.

"I don’t want to discuss this. Blue Flame senior was injured warning me. His strength is close to Chu Li’s, and he’s at a disadvantage now. Please, for my sake, save him."

Tang Ming took a deep breath and pleaded.

The man with the golden mask nodded and waved, causing several people to vanish instantly: "I’ve sent help. Now, let’s formally introduce ourselves. I’m one of the twelve golden mask guards under the master. My code name is Ben Ma."

"Ben Ma?"

Tang Ming raised an eyebrow. The mask did show a horse’s face, and he had jokingly thought it was a horse mask.

Unexpectedly, his code name was actually Ben Ma.

"That’s right. Anything you want to know? I’m different from old Tang. I can tell you things that don’t violate the master’s rules."

Ben Ma laughed heartily, clearly sharing some frustration with Tang Ming about old Tang.

"Older people can be rigid. Just understand."

Ben Ma’s openness gave Tang Ming a good impression of him.

"You think so? I thought you’d be as strict with rules as the master."

Ben Ma looked at Tang Ming, surprised.

Indeed, Tang Ming differed greatly from his father. Perhaps tempered by time, Tang Mosheng’s face was expressionless. No one could tell his emotions.