As that sudden, piercing scream tore through the sky, disbelief still lingered in Tang San's eyes.
He seemed frozen in that moment, staring blankly into the distance, unable to still the emotions churning in his heart.
Yu Xiaogang, meanwhile, let his gentle gaze settle on a certain rather awkward spot on Tang San's body.
He coughed softly to conceal his embarrassment.
Then he reached out and patted Tang San's shoulder, his touch warm and firm, offering silent comfort.
"It's fine. You're just a woman now. Who says women are inferior to men? Put in some effort, and you can still command the winds and clouds!"
Tang San instantly burst into aggrieved tears.
He loved Xiao Wu...
But what do I have left to love Xiao Wu with now...
I...
What should I do?
"Stop crying. Don't worry, your teacher is here with you!"
As he spoke, his gaze inadvertently swept over that spot on Tang San again. He gave a bitter smile, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and teasing.
"But could you put your clothes on first? Your teacher may be getting old, but I'm having a little trouble controlling myself!"
At those words, Tang San flushed crimson. He hurriedly lowered his head, his hands moving quickly and somewhat clumsily to straighten his clothes.
Once everything was in order, Yu Xiaogang smiled softly and returned to the matter at hand, a trace of gravity in his eyes.
"By the way, do you know where Yan went?"
Tang San's expression shifted slightly at the question, an almost imperceptible flicker of fear crossing his eyes.
He recalled that heart-stopping scene, Yan's figure turning into a mist of blood before his eyes and vanishing without a trace. The shock still left him trembling inside.
"Where is he? Has that brat hidden