Who Is Tang San

"Which of you three is Tang San?" Xiao Wu's eyes widened as she studied their differences.

"I'm Tang San!"

"I'm Tang San!"

"I'm the real Tang San!"

The three glared at one another, none willing to back down.

Xiao Wu looked left, then right, utterly unable to tell which one was Tang San. She couldn't help falling into confusion.

Suddenly, she had an idea.

"Tang San knows how to use hidden weapons. Can you?"

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Bang!"

All three Tang Sans simultaneously flung out a Sleeve Arrow. The three arrows collided in midair before scattering across the floor.

Seeing that this method couldn't distinguish Tang San either, Xiao Wu asked again:

"Tang San knows how to braid my hair. Can you?"

"Ow, ow, ow! My head, my head! You three, stop! One at a time!"

Xiao Wu bared her teeth in pain.

Just then, a teacher's voice came from the doorway.

"Which of you is Tang Yi San, Tang Er San, and Tang San San? These quilts are from Master."

The three Tang Sans exchanged glances, surprise appearing in all their eyes.

The teacher handed the three sets of bedding to them, then said, "Master asked me to tell you that the three of you are brothers. Even if you want to take him as your teacher, there's no need to hide it from each other. As your teacher, he'll treat you equally."

After the teacher left, Tang Yi San coldly stared at the other two and asked, "I never intended to take Yu Xiaogang as my teacher. So what exactly happened?"

Tang Er San and Tang San San both said coldly, "Neither did I."

Then, realization dawned across all three faces. They fell silent at the same time, rendered speechless.

They understood what had happened.

With their experiences