The next day inside the factory, Elder Zhao and his disciples waited eagerly at the entrance from early in the morning.
Boom~
Accompanied by the roar of engines, several specially customized vehicles slowly stopped in front of Elder Zhao.
Shortly after, Lone Wolf B Team, transformed into drivers, pushed several elderly G-Baos out of the vehicles. They were in wheelchairs, pale-faced, and at the venerable age of eighty or ninety.
The long and tiring journey was far too punishing for G-Baos of this age!
Seeing one of the old men among them, Elder Zhao immediately stepped forward with great emotion, bending halfway to take the old G-Bao's hand as he choked out, "Teacher!"
"Who are you?
Little Zhao?"
The old G-Bao raised his head to look at the middle-aged man before him, feeling as though he had seen a ghost!
Then he immediately denied it himself, "No, are you Little Zhao's younger brother?
That's not right either, Little Zhao never mentioned having a younger brother!
Young man, who are you?"
"Teacher, I am Little Zhao!" Elder Zhao wiped away a tear, then pointed at his disciples and said to the old G-Bao, "Look at those kids, aren't they your grand-disciples?"
"You..."
The old G-Bao carefully looked over those disciples and found many familiar faces, then looked at Elder Zhao in astonishment, "Have I gone senile in my old age?
Did I remember all your ages wrong, or is my eyesight failing me?
Sigh~ With age catching up, there's no refusing one's twilight years."
"Ha~" Seeing his teacher wallowing in self-pity, Elder Zhao felt no sorrow at all and instead couldn't help laughing.
When the laughter subsided, Elder Zhao nodded to the other old G-Baos and told everyone, "This is why all of you teachers came here!
We'll talk about the