To Tang San, Master was his fourth... third family member.
Tang Hao had left long ago, leaving behind only a letter.
At the age of seven, Tang San had become an orphan again.
It was Xiao Xian and Master who filled that gap in his family. He had received far too much care and love from them.
Tang San excitedly pushed off the ground and leaped onto the roof, looking somewhat agitated.
Master rubbed his head and gave a stiff smile, but did not say much to Tang San.
"Come on. Let's find your Senior Brother first. No need to go to the cafeteria—I brought food for you two."
"Yes!" Tang San was always so obedient.
Master smiled faintly.
The two jumped down from the roof and knocked on Xiao Xian's dormitory door.
"Teacher! You're here!" Xiao Xian pushed open the door and looked at Master and Tang San in surprise.
Of course, he had sensed Master's presence, but Tang San had been cultivating next door. Tang San urgently needed the fourth level of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, so Xiao Xian had not come out.
"Xiao Xian!" Master's gaze trembled slightly, and he was somewhat emotional as well.
He had placed far too many hopes, expectations, and even delusions upon this disciple he had not seen for a year.
But... Xiao Xian was so miraculous. He had truly done it!
They reminisced for a while.
"Come on. I brought you food. Let's head outside the academy first! Let me see Xiao Jue's third ring." Master pointed beyond the academy, his tone somewhat wistful and conflicted.
Although he had only briefly spoken with Flender and Zhao Wuji.
He could imagine what Xiao Xian had paid over the past year for this third ring.
In the small woods outside the village.
Xiao