When Master came downstairs, Zhao Liansheng and I both looked over.
"Master!"
"Fellow Daoist Song!"
Zhao Liansheng was excited too.
Master paid neither of us much mind and called out:
"Xiao Jiang, Team Leader Zhao..."
After that, he ignored us and walked straight between us.
Zhao Liansheng was still a little baffled.
But seeing Master in that state, craning his neck to look outside, I knew Aunt Tang must have arrived.
Otherwise, nothing could make Master this nervous even after slicking his hair back.
My fishing-obsessed master never dressed up...
"What's Fellow Daoist Song doing?"
Zhao Liansheng asked.
"The person my master's been waiting for has arrived."
With that, I followed him outside.
Zhao Liansheng followed close behind.
When we reached the hotel entrance, a taxi indeed drove straight toward us.
It came to a steady stop in front of Master.
Then, a middle-aged woman who looked to be only in her forties stepped out of the taxi.
It was none other than Aunt Tang.
The moment Master saw Aunt Tang, he hurriedly put on a broad smile.
"Jiaojiao, you're here!"
"Aunt Tang!"
I called out from behind him as well.
Aunt Tang carried a bag in her hand. When she saw Master and me, she nodded.
"Old Song, Xiao Jiang."
Then she glanced at Master again.
"Old Song, why do you look so pale? Were you injured last night?"
Concern showed in her eyes as she spoke.
Master waved a hand.
"How could I possibly get hurt? I just overexerted myself last night and didn't get enough rest. I'll be fine after I recover a little.
You know my physique better than anyone, don't you?"
After saying that, Master gave a few "Heh heh heh" laughs. Aunt Tang, however, showed him no mercy.
Right in front of Zhao Liansheng