Seeing that the newcomer was actually Qin Chao, Tang San's expression grew unreadable.
They had not seen each other for half a year, yet Qin Chao was already a little taller than him, and his bearing carried a faint hint of the pressure exerted by someone in power.
A single Martial Soul Awakening had become the fork dividing their destinies. Though there was no telling what the future held, for now, Qin Chao's road was clearly far smoother than his own.
He must be living very well at Spirit Hall...
Looking at Qin Chao's robe with its gold-trimmed embroidery, Tang San unconsciously clenched his own shabby, heavily patched tunic.
Why? We both came from Holy Soul Village, so why was Qin Chao's life so much better than mine?
Tang San's expression did not change, but a flash of jealous resentment passed through his eyes.
Ever since Tang San entered, Qin Chao had been deliberately watching his every move.
Naturally, Tang San's embarrassment and jealous resentment did not escape Qin Chao's notice.
I really have made something of myself. I can actually shake Tang San's composure! Looks like the day I seize a huge amount of luck value is just around the corner!
Qin Chao secretly rejoiced, but Shi San was even happier than he was.
How could this rough, burly man see the undercurrents between them? Discovering that Qin Chao and Tang San knew each other immediately made him feel much more confident about the deal.
"My lord, you know Little San?" Shi San's delight was plain on his face.
"'Know him' sounds a little too distant. Tang San has always been mature for his age and rarely joined us when we played, but we did grow up together. We're childhood friends through and through!"
Qin Chao deliberately made their