The Tiger Roar Martial Arts Hall had been built by Grandpa Murong himself, and he knew every brick and tile by heart.
The martial arts hall was exactly the same as before. So why did it feel so off?
Forget it. No need to think about it. Grandpa Murong had reached the Golden Core Realm thanks to his carefree nature. If he couldn't figure something out, he simply didn't dwell on it or make life difficult for himself.
"Grandpa, Old Meng and I talked it over, and we think it's about time for us to leave." Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou had come to say goodbye to Grandpa Murong.
They still wanted to keep teaching at the martial arts hall, but with something this major having happened in Snowfall City, they ought to return to their sect and report it. After all, only the two of them knew the whole story.
Besides, everyone in Snowfall City now knew who the two of them were. If they stayed, they'd only cause trouble for Grandpa Murong.
"Ah, you're leaving?" Grandpa Murong sighed wistfully. He knew who Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou really were, but what left the deepest impression on him was still Teacher Lu and Teacher Meng.
"We'll come back to visit you."
Grandpa Murong shook his head with a rueful smile, taking it in stride. "What's there to visit me for? You're both busy men. It's enough that you thought of me."
He could already imagine how disappointed the students would be when they came back after the New Year and found their teachers gone. He'd figure out how to comfort them then.
Finding teachers of the same caliber would be difficult. At worst, he could become a teacher himself.
What Grandpa Murong didn't know was that, during the night,