Xiao Wu's arm was linked with that handsome young man's, and he immediately drew everyone's ire. Just as they were rubbing their fists and preparing to take his life, Zhang Yang spread his arms to stop them and frowned at the young man. "Xiao San?"
Hearing the tentative tone in Zhang Yang's voice, the young man smiled brightly. "Zhang Yang, long time no see."
Everyone was dumbfounded by Zhang Yang's question. Master, standing nearby, laughed happily. "Couldn't recognize him, could you? Haha, if Xiao San hadn't come looking for me earlier, I wouldn't have recognized him either."
"Teacher." Tang San suddenly grew agitated. Unable to maintain his elegant bearing any longer, he shook off Xiao Wu's arm, turned toward Master, and bowed deeply.
Master held Tang San by the shoulders and did not let him bow. A smile appeared on his stiff face, and he could not hide the excitement in his eyes either. "It's good that you're back. Good that you're back. It seems your strength has improved again."
Watching Tang San and Master look like a loving father and son, Dai Mubai and the others, who still found it hard to believe, quietly discussed the matter with Zhang Yang.
"Zhang Yang, are you really sure he's Xiao San?" Dai Mubai asked doubtfully.
Zhang Yang spread his hands. "Actually, I'm not sure either. Teacher described Xiao San's appearance to me, but I'd never actually seen him. But Xiao Wu is real. That much I can confirm."
"Isn't that nonsense? I can tell Xiao Wu is real too. I'm asking about Xiao San." Ma Hongjun curled his lip.
Zhang Yang raised an eyebrow. "It's only been a few years, and you've gotten pretty jumpy, Fatty. Looking to get taught a lesson?"
Even with Master vouching for him, everyone was still