"Alright, today's appraisal convention ends here. Thank you all for coming. See you next time." Zhang Yang chuckled as he left Tang San and Xiao Wu's room with Ning Rongrong.
Once the door closed, Tang San reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
Xiao Wu gently looped her arm around Tang San's. "Brother..."
Tang San possessed the Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Emperor, Twin Martial Souls that were highly compatible with Power Type and Plant Type Soul Bones. A Plant Type Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone like this could raise his strength to the greatest extent.
But this Soul Bone belonged to Zhang Yang and Ning Rongrong. It had nothing whatsoever to do with him.
Tang San came back to his senses and patted Xiao Wu's little hand. "I'm fine, Xiao Wu. It's not like I don't have a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. I got mine even earlier than Zhang Yang did. Looking at it that way, I'm already very satisfied."
Xiao Wu nodded and smiled. "That's right. Besides, don't you also have an External Soul Bone? External Soul Bones have unlimited room to grow. Given enough time, it will surely become no less impressive than a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone."
"Exactly." Tang San reached out and stroked Xiao Wu's soft hair, his smile exceedingly gentle.
There's no need to envy Zhang Yang. I have Xiao Wu, Father, Mother, and Twin Martial Souls. Isn't that enough?
"I'm so carefree and at ease, neither chanting scriptures nor worshipping Buddha. A few cups of wine, a few bites of meat, drinking alone and having a grand old time."
Late at night, when Zhang Yang found Tang San while humming a little tune, Tang San had already completely adjusted his mindset.
When the group met, Zhang Yang happened to finish his tune and