Liu Erlong chuckled softly and said:
"Boss Flender, you couldn't recognize him, could you? I couldn't recognize him either when I first ran into him. I almost got into a fight with Little San!"
"Little San?" Flender narrowed his eyes and stared at Tang San for a while longer, naturally unable to believe it. "Sister Erlong, don't mess with me. I've indeed been exhausted lately, and my eyesight might have declined a tiny bit, but I'm still far from being old and senile! Other than the color scheme of his clothes, where does this young man look like Little San?"
Tang San looked at Flender, who was beginning to show signs of age, and a long-lost trace of heartache appeared in his eyes. Aside from his biological father Tang Hao and his teacher Yu Xiaogang, Flender was probably the elder closest to him.
However, Tang San did not reveal any sadness. After seeing Liu Erlong, she had specifically told him that even if he could not bear to see Flender in his current state, he should try not to show it. It was enough to show the joy of a long-awaited reunion. Flender was still an old man with his pride, and Tang San, as a junior, absolutely could not show even the slightest hint of pity for him.
With a delighted, as-expected smile, Tang San displayed his two Martial Souls and his External Soul Bone.
"Dean, look at these two Martial Souls and the External Soul Bone on my back. Do you think I'm Tang San?"
Flender sprang up from his seat. His bloodshot eyes nearly bulged out as he said:
"You're really Little San! This... this is unbelievable."
Tang San's Twin Martial Souls and External Soul Bone had been his anti-counterfeiting labels in the original work. As long