Tang San had no idea what the two had discussed after he left. If he had known, he probably would never have entrusted Yu Xiaogang to the middle-aged man named Scar.
As someone from Bashu in his previous life, he knew perfectly well about certain things. Still, even if someone beat him to death, he would never have imagined anyone setting their sights on a man like Yu Xiaogang.
After Tang San returned, he told Yu Xiaogang the news.
"Teacher, I found a Soul Ancestor to escort you to Spirit Hall," Tang San said respectfully as he looked at Gangzi.
Yu Xiaogang patted his disciple's shoulder with gratification. Whether it was Tang San's attitude or the care he devoted to his affairs, he was thoroughly pleased with both.
Just as master and disciple were gazing deeply into each other's eyes, the door clicked open, shattering the strange atmosphere in the room, though neither of them thought anything was amiss.
Gangzi was even a little annoyed. How could someone interrupt him while he was strengthening his bond with his disciple?
A young man stood in the doorway. It was Yu Tianheng. He noticed nothing unusual and simply walked inside.
"Uncle, I have something to discuss with you." As he spoke, Yu Tianheng glanced at Tang San.
He knew about the Clear Sky Hammer and the Clear Sky Sect, once the greatest sect under heaven. Yet he could not tell whether Tang San was truly foolish or merely pretending. Even now, the boy seemed unaware of the connection between the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul and the Clear Sky Sect.
How could he have guessed that Tang San was not ignorant at all? Tang San simply did not take the Clear Sky Sect seriously. His mind was occupied solely with rebuilding the