After returning from the Spirit Pagoda, Tang San stayed in his hotel room to rest, fighting Yu Xiaogang for the remote control. Dai Mubai, meanwhile, had not changed his ways and went off to find another red-light district to amuse himself.
That evening, the Xinluo City Governor held a banquet for them all.
It was Tang San's first time attending such a banquet. In the seven years since his rebirth, the place he had lived the longest was Holy Soul Village.
He could not help feeling a little out of his depth.
"Teacher, aren't you going downstairs to eat?" Tang San had taken a bath and felt clean and refreshed. Ever since absorbing the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone, his body had given off a faint fragrance.
"No." Yu Xiaogang remained unkempt, deliberately maintaining his Grandmaster persona of an unrecognized genius. "Go eat. I'm going to read."
"..." Tang San was speechless.
You're reading now, of all times? You didn't read during the day-you fought me for the remote control. What are you putting on an act for now?
What a hypocrite.
Only now did Tang San truly see Yu Xiaogang's true colors. Just as Clear Sky Douluo had said, the man angled for fame while thinking extraordinarily highly of himself.
Tang San entered the dining hall on the first floor and stayed in a corner, looking for good food on his own.
"Xiao San." Dai Mubai's face still bore a pronounced flush. He had just returned from outside.
"Boss Dai." Tang San cupped his hands in greeting.
As the saying went, friendship could grow out of a fight. Having been arrested and taken to the Spirit Pagoda together had instead broken the ice between Tang San and Dai Mubai.
They now addressed each other as boss and little brother.