Zhang Cai tightly grasped Zhang Xiaohua's hands. Still unable to believe it, he rubbed his right eye, taking the chance to wipe away the moisture there. He looked Zhang Xiaohua over from every angle, smiling so broadly his mouth would not close. "Good, good. It's good that you're back. Good that you're back."
But then he still turned his head and secretly wiped away a tear, seeming overjoyed, yet also as though he had remembered something.
Before Mr. Liu and Liu Kai could speak, Old Shopkeeper Li hurried forward from the side, saluted, and said, "Young Hero Zhang, do you still remember this old man?"
Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly returned the salute. "Uncle Li, please do not stand on such ceremony. You are Big Brother Li Jinfeng's father, my elder. I truly cannot bear such courtesy from you."
Seeing Zhang Xiaohua respond so politely, Zhang Cai grabbed Old Shopkeeper Li's hand and said, "Old brother, Xiaohua is only a child. There's no need to be so formal with him."
Old Shopkeeper Li repeatedly waved his hands. "Old Brother Zhang, I will never forget the grace of saving my life, even if my teeth fall out. Besides, Young Hero Zhang saved the lives of all three members of our family at once, and nearly lost his own life because of it!"
Zhang Xiaohua was deeply embarrassed. "Uncle Li, you should just call me Xiaohua. I truly cannot bear the title of Young Hero."
Mr. Liu smiled from the side. "Zhang Xiaohua, Zhang Xiaohua—it's better to call him Xiaohua. Leave Young Hero Zhang for the people of the martial world outside."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly stepped forward and saluted him.
Mr. Liu chuckled and helped him up.
Then Zhang Xiaohua and Liu Kai exchanged salutes before standing still. Just as they were