How Nice It Would Be to Cultivate a Hammer

Along the way.

Tang San carried Yu Xiaogang on his back. Aside from matters like eating, relieving himself, and the like, he took care of him with the utmost attention.

Not until they left the forest.

Yu Xiaogang never said thank you again.

Only the way he looked at Tang San had changed. He no longer looked at him like a disciple helping him refine his theories, but more like the way Tang Hao looked at Tang San...

A teacher for a day, a father for life.

Yu Xiaogang had remembered every word Tang San said~

From this day onward,

although Yu Xiaogang had become crippled, he now had a son.

A son he had traded a single enoki mushroom for...

Yu Xiaogang felt it was well worth it. It was no loss at all.

Such a tiny thing,

in exchange for such a big son,

he had simply struck it rich!

After several days of travel and recuperation.

By the time Tang San and the others returned to Nuoding Academy, Yu Xiaogang could barely walk with Tang San supporting him.

However,

according to Tang San's estimate,

Yu Xiaogang would need at least half a month before he could move freely again.

It was currently class time in the morning,

so the academy was very quiet.

Tang San helped Yu Xiaogang straight back to his room.

"We're finally back. Teacher, you need to rest properly and recover during this time. Don't overexert yourself. If you need anything, just tell me."

"Mm."

Yu Xiaogang silently nodded.

Sitting on the bed, he clutched his pant leg, his eyes still carrying a trace of hope...

Perhaps it could still grow back?

"Little San, my condition isn't anything serious."

Yu Xiaogang gently shook his head,

then raised a hand and pointed at the bookshelf