Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with some curiosity again. "Oh, right, San, you just said your teacher's wife was called Liu Erlong? Who is she?"
"???" This time, Tang San was dumbfounded. Huh? What was wrong with his teacher?
Why was he so excited about having developed the theory of the "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" and then being respectfully called Grandmaster?
And who had he meant by that fellow surnamed Zhao? Could it be Demon-Suppressing Douluo Zhao Ling, whom even people in a remote backwater like Holy Soul Village talked about with relish?
And Teacher, how could you not even recognize your wife Erlong?
Apart from Bibi Dong, she was the woman you loved most, and she had spent a lifetime as your wife in spirit.
Now you were asking me who she was? Shouldn't you ask yourself what you were saying?
Tang San kept feeling that something had become very wrong with his teacher.
When he saw the mouthful of gold teeth his teacher revealed upon smiling, Tang San felt even worse.
In his memories, although his teacher had not smiled much,
his pearly white teeth had looked quite nice whenever he did.
Looking at his teacher's mouthful of gold teeth now, he found them an eyesore no matter how he looked at them, just like some of the nouveau riche he had seen in his previous life.
Even those nouveau riche only had a few gold teeth fitted. Who had an entire mouthful fitted like this?
Tang San did not immediately answer Yu Xiaogang's question. Instead, he asked tentatively,
"T-Teacher, what happened to give you this mouthful of gold teeth?
"In your previous life, your mouthful of white teeth looked far better than all this gold."
Hearing Tang San's words, Yu Xiaogang felt unpleasant