Returnee in Jianghu - C70

Tang Rou’er suspiciously looked at Servant Zheng, who was about to bring Su Ziyue in. Servant Zheng nodded to Tang Rou’er and gestured for her to enter.

Su Ziyue followed her without any dissatisfaction.

Tang Rou’er looked at Tang Ming, who seemed to be deep in thought, and curiously asked: “What’s wrong, brother?”

“Nothing.” Tang Ming patted Tang Rou’s head. He clearly didn’t want to say anything more.

Tang Rou’er looked at the back of Su Ziyue, who was brought in by Servant Zheng, then looked at Tang Ming and said “oh.” She obviously knew that Tang Ming would not tell her, so she did not pester him and asked him about it. Instead, she looked away and gave them a sweet smile.

Tang Ming looked and knew that Tang Rou’er didn’t care anymore. She would probably forget about it in a few days.

Tang Ming couldn’t help but admit that many times, muddleheaded people did indeed live a life of ease and ease more easily than intelligent people.

Just like that, Tang Ming’s thoughts somehow drifted to Su Ziyue.

Logically speaking, the people from the Pure Wind House should be the last to arrive.

However, the Pure Wind House was the first to arrive, as if for some reason.

The one most likely to be implicated with Young Noble Wushuang was his aunt, Tang Ning. There was something wrong with Servant Zheng when he came out.

Although Servant Zheng took care of Tang Rou’er, he only listened to his aunt. Servant Zheng looked to be nineteen years old, so it was impossible for him to have any relationship with Young Noble Wushuang.

Most importantly, after Tang Ming came to the Pure Wind House, he couldn’t understand why his aunt didn’t know he was still alive.

Why didn’t his aunt, Tang Ning, know that he was still alive? Although Tang Jun would rather lose himself in grief after his family was exterminated, and didn’t realize that he was still alive, Chu Feng was his uncle. Others might not notify him, but Chu Juncan’t not tell him.

Unless something had happened that Chu Jungran had hidden from him.

Tang Ming rubbed his brow. He had clearly thought about it, but he still didn’t understand the crux of the matter. He was just a step away from success, yet he always failed to grasp the crux of it. This feeling was truly annoying.

Those who came later didn’t have Su Ziyue’s intelligence and knowledge, nor did they have Su Ziyue’s mental fortitude. Thus, when they saw Tang Ming, they all made quite a fuss out of themselves.

Tang Ming did not know them, but they definitely knew Tang Ming. The last time they met, Tang Ming was right behind Chu Junran and participated in Su Ziyue’s birthday as the head disciple of the Heavenly Cloud Sect. They did not dare to get close to Tang Ming, but they remembered Tang Ming.

After all, as the head disciple of the Cloud Sky Sect, he could be the next head of the sect. How could they not please him?

When they heard the news that had recently spread in the martial arts world, they had felt sorry for Tang Ming, a talented youth, but they hadn’t thought that they would see the main target so soon.

“No wonder this Young Hero Tang dares to have a falling out with the Cloud Sky Sect. So he has such a good backing behind him.”

“Like I said, Heavenly Cloud Sect’s Chu Jungran simply picked up a sesame seed and threw away a watermelon. Why do you think the Heavenly Cloud Sect chose such a person as their Sect Leader?”

Tang Ming glanced at the person who spoke. Those people noticed that Tang Ming was looking at them and gave him a fawning smile.

Tang Ming nodded politely, but his heart was ice-cold.

They were just a bunch of villains who were fishing in troubled waters.

Perhaps they had a bit of sincerity towards their master, Chu Junran’s evaluation, but most of it was to curry favor with this charming young master.

Indifference, but more importantly …

Tang Ming set his gaze on Su Rong, who seemed to be cut off from the rest of the world.

“That’s weird, that good-looking uncle of mine has been in Aunt’s room for a long time. Brother, shouldn’t we go over to take a look?” Tang Rou suddenly held Tang Ming’s hand and looked at Tang Ming with sparkling eyes: “Anyway, there’s an uncle here, so you don’t need us to treat him together.”

Tang Ming nodded and did not refute.

Actually, Tang Ming wasn’t here to receive guests today, but his aunt had sent him over, saying that if he hadn’t come, then the people of Fresh Breeze Town would have started fighting with him as soon as they stepped into the restaurant.

Tang Ming also came over half-believing and half-doubting.

Just as Tang Ning had said, the fragrance was as usual. As long as one was slightly older, they would not have a good attitude towards the people of the Pure Wind House.

Not only was it not very good, Tang Ming felt that if it wasn’t because they didn’t want to ruin Tang Ming’s coming of age ceremony, these people would have done even worse.

“Brother Tang, where are you going?”

Tang Ming had just walked to the entrance when he was stopped by a voice. Tang Ming turned his head and saw a jade-green figure. He greeted calmly, “Junior greets Martial Uncle Xiao Chunfeng.”

“No need.” Chun Feng waved his sleeves and used his strength to help Tang Ming up. He faced Tang Ming as if he were not going to attack him at all, “Where are you going?”

“Young master Wushuang has already been in Aunt’s room for a long time. Junior is worried and would like to take a look.” Tang Ming lowered his eyes. Although Manor Lord Su already had a child, but …

Tang Ming knew that he shouldn’t have guessed Su Ziyue’s identity, but he still couldn’t help but take a look.

“Are you really the mother of the Pure Wind House’s little gongzi?” Laughing Spring glanced at Tang Ming.

Tang Ming shook his head.

Everyone knew that the little gongzi of the Pure Wind House, Su Rong’s, mother, was bewitched. Countless people were curious about who made the peerless and peerless Young Noble bow, but there was no accurate information regarding that person.

“The lady’s surname is Tang. You don’t need me to tell you the rest, right?” Laughing Spring tapped Tang Ming on the head: “Also, you’d better not leave. Yan Yufei will probably be coming soon.”

Tang Ming was slightly surprised. “Why …”

“Nothing much, it’s just that we grew up together. Speaking of which, your aunt is the only one among us.” Chun Feng smiled and said, “One of the three beautiful flowers from the Cloud Sky Sect back then, we, people, will definitely give us face.”

Three delicate flowers of the Cloud Sky Sect?

“Very curious.” Laughing Spring suddenly approached Tang Ming. Tang Ming looked at Laughing Spring with his flowery eyes and took a step back. “Sorry, I’m not interested.”

Chun Feng regretfully shrugged his shoulders. He looked at Hua Zhongheng, who was dragging Yan Yufei’s disciple, and said, “I feel that you youngsters are very similar to us back then. I just hope that you don’t follow in our footsteps.”

Tang Ming suddenly looked at Laughing Spring and nodded.

Looking at their current Master, Young Noble Wushuang, Tang Ming could guess that their relationship was not bad. However, for some reason, their relationship had broken down. He reckoned that the matter of the annihilation of the Tang Family’s clan was the main reason.

It was as if nothing could escape the destruction of the Tang Clan Castle.

But Tang Ming had enough patience to wait until the day he found out the truth.

Before that, Tang Ming wouldn’t care about whether this news was real or fake.