Why Doesn't the Tang Sect's Young Master Have the Surname Tang?
The two embraced tightly in the crowd, as if all the noise around them was irrelevant.
Through the conversation just now, many intelligent people around had gradually come to their senses and guessed Wang Dong'er's true identity.
The handsome young man they had once met named "Wang Dong" turned out to be such a stunningly beautiful girl.
After a brief silence, enthusiastic applause suddenly erupted, interspersed with a few crisp whistles.
The young faces beamed with goodwill; clearly, these students, while enjoying the spectacle, were also genuinely wishing the two well.
Wang Dong's turbulent emotions gradually subsided amidst the lively atmosphere. Her gaze passed over Huo Yuhao's broad shoulders and landed on the crowd behind them.
She saw several somewhat familiar faces; they were the girls who had once mustered the courage to hand Huo Yuhao love letters.
Wang Dong'er remembers them, and she also remembers the bittersweet feeling that welled up in her heart when she first saw those love letters.
At this moment, however, the girls showed no trace of jealousy. Instead, they huddled together in twos and threes, excitedly whispering to each other, as if witnessing the arrival of something wonderful.
She even saw Jin Li. Jin Li was standing on the periphery of the crowd, not pushing her way to the front, but her tall figure was so eye-catching that Wang Dong'er spotted her at a glance.
That was her greatest imaginary enemy, the direct reason that kept her up at night and made her finally decide to return to her female identity.
Surprisingly, Jin Li's face did not show the anger and jealousy that Wang Dong'er had imagined.
The expression on her bright face seemed to be one of keen curiosity.
Finally, Wang Dong's gaze slowly shifted and settled on the person next to Huo Yuhao.
She was a woman, a woman with a cold and noble air.
Wang Dong'er had been completely focused on Huo Yuhao and hadn't even noticed the person standing next to him.
Only now did I take a closer look. She was tall and slender, with graceful curves, and a gorgeous dress that accentuated the unique charm of a mature woman.
Although Wang Dong'er was stunningly beautiful, she was still young and her figure had not yet fully developed. In terms of body curves, she naturally could not compare to the graceful and mature woman in front of her.
Wang Dong'er was naturally looking at Leng Yaozhu at that moment.
Leng Yaozhu was looking at her with those smiling eyes. Her gaze was gentle, but it made Wang Dong'er feel strange.
Wang Dong'er gently stepped away from Huo Yuhao's embrace, subtly straightened her skirt, then leaned closer to Huo Yuhao and asked in a low voice, "Yuhao, who is she?"
Huo Yuhao introduced with a smile, "This is my teacher, but of course, I prefer to call her Aunt Leng."
teacher?
Wang Dong'er's gaze shifted back to Leng Yaozhu, a clear look of confusion appearing in her pinkish-blue eyes.
She had never heard Huo Yuhao mention that he had such a beautiful and elegant teacher.
Although she couldn't sense any powerful Soul Power fluctuations emanating from Leng Yaozhu, she had felt that kind Second Uncle unassuming and unpretentious temperament countless times from her own Big Uncle.
Her intuition told her that the woman in front of her was definitely not to be underestimated; she was probably at least a Titled Douluo- level powerhouse.
Huo Yuhao looked around at the growing crowd and turned to the two of them, saying, "Let's find a quiet place to talk; it's not convenient here."
Wang Dong'er nodded; she didn't want to continue standing there being watched like a spectacle.
The three of them then turned around in unison, walked through the crowd, and headed into the distance.
Although the surrounding students were still enjoying themselves, they wisely refrained from following, simply watching the three figures gradually disappear into the distance.
However, what happened today is destined to be the most popular topic of conversation among the Shrek Academy students for a long time to come.
The three eventually arrived at a secluded pavilion in a corner of the academy and sat down at a stone table.
Along the way, Huo Yuhao introduced Leng Yaozhu as Titled Douluo from a reclusive family.
Wang Dong quickly accepted this identity, after all, the Clear Sky Sect was currently in seclusion, and she was no stranger to secluded families.
At this moment, Wang Dong'er sat on the stone bench, her hands neatly placed on her knees, her back straight, but her gaze kept involuntarily daring to avoid Leng Yaozhu's eyes.
Whenever Leng Yaozhu's gaze inadvertently swept over, her ears would turn slightly red, and she would quietly move a little closer to Huo Yuhao.
What's the difference between this setup and meeting the parents?
She had only just appeared in public as a woman today and hadn't had time to prepare herself mentally; the current situation left her completely at a loss.
Leng Yaozhu took in Wang Dong'er's appearance and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.
Who would have thought? The Dragon Butterfly Douluo, described in history books as having unparalleled beauty and standing shoulder to shoulder with Spirit Ice Douluo at the pinnacle of the continent, was now acting like a wronged little wife in front of him, so uneasy that he didn't even know where to put his hands.
Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Leng Yaozhu finally asked the question that had been troubling her for many years.
"Dong'er, since you are from the Clear Sky Sect, why don't you have the surname Tang? Or... do you have another name?"
According to historical records from ten thousand years later, the wife of Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao was clearly named Tang Wutong.
As the young master of the Clear Sky Sect, Wang Dong'er grew up in the sect, and she had always had the same doubts in her heart.
She didn't understand why, despite being born into the Clear Sky Sect, she didn't have the surname Tang.
Every time she brought up this matter with her Big Uncle and Second Uncle, she was given vague and evasive answers, and she never received a truly satisfactory answer.
At this moment, facing Leng Yaozhu, all she could offer was the words her Big Uncle had once spoken to her.
"As far back as I can remember, my name has been Wang Dong'er."
"The elders in my family always say that a name is just a label, and the surname doesn't matter."
Leng Yaozhu looked at Wang Dong'er intently, and from those clear, bright eyes, she could tell that the girl was not lying.
Leng Yaozhu nodded and didn't press the matter further, but she still felt that something was off.
The Clear Sky Sect is such an ancient sect that it must value the inheritance of bloodlines more than anything else.
The surname of a direct descendant can never be as simple as just a "code name".
She had a vague feeling that there was some secret hidden within this that even Wang Dong'er herself was unaware of.
But she didn't voice her doubts; she simply kept the question to herself for the time being.
Huo Yuhao was also puzzled. If a name was just a code, how did she change from Wang Dong'er to Tang Wutong?
Perhaps only time will tell.
The three chatted for a while longer, and the atmosphere gradually relaxed from its previous awkwardness.
Then, Huo Yuhao changed the subject and started talking about serious business.
He reached out and gently took Wang Dong'er's soft hand in his, the warmth of his fingertips passing through her skin. His tone was earnest and gentle. "Dong'er, I'll go see the dean in a bit, and then I should be leaving the academy."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong'er's pinkish-blue eyes narrowed slightly.
She immediately understood that Huo Yuhao was preparing to graduate and leave Shrek.
She didn't ask any further questions, but simply said, "I'll go with you."
However, Huo Yuhao gently shook his head.
He looked at Wang Dong'er's suddenly pursed lips and said, "I'll be very busy this year, and I'm afraid I won't have much time to spend with you."
"So you stay in the college for now, and apply for early graduation next year. Then you can come and help me."
Wang Dong remained silent for a moment. They had just confirmed their relationship and were at a time when they couldn't wait to be together all the time. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't disappointed to be left alone at the academy for a whole year.
But she also understood that what Huo Yuhao was going to do was very important, and she couldn't hold him back.
Wang Dong'er took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.
She nodded emphatically and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
It's only a year, isn't it?
Three hundred and sixty-five days passed quickly; she could wait.
Moreover, she will work hard to cultivate herself and become stronger throughout the year.
When Qiang stands beside him, she is not a burden that requires his attention and care, but a true asset that can help him.