He had never expected Yu Xiaogang's martial soul to be even more abstract than his own. It was actually a pig!
When Yu Xiaogang heard this, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
He had never shown Luo Sanpao in front of Dai Mubai, but he had not expected it to be dug up anyway.
Tang San, who had just been thinking that the remaining ten or twenty percent of Yu Xiaogang's theories might be solid material, began to doubt him again.
Yu Xiaogang couldn't be lying to me again, could he? That ten or twenty percent couldn't be more common trash, could it?
However, this time Tang San was wrong. That ten or twenty percent really was solid material.
Solid material was indeed solid material, but it all belonged to Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Yu Xiaogang was merely a porter.
Yu Xiaogang did not keep his face dark, nor did he explain personally. He turned to Flender and said, "Flender, tell everyone whether I am someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
As one of the Golden Iron Triangle, Flender naturally knew the others' identities and backgrounds very well.
Besides, with Flender's merchant-like personality, if Yu Xiaogang truly had no background at all, how could he possibly have been willing to hang around with a Soul Grandmaster?
Don't talk about brotherhood. Don't talk about friendship. Benefits were everything.
In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Flender.
Flender gave a dry cough and said in a deep voice, "Xiaogang is indeed someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. And he is a direct disciple."
In the original work, Tang San still did not know Yu Xiaogang's identity at this point.
Hearing this, Tang San froze, then revealed a look