World Traveler

Chapter 17 Master is Back

"Don't let your imagination run wild, Yanan. Think about Moling. Did you take a bath together with her? And what does a little brat know?"

"Yes, that's right!"

After figuring it out, Yanan regained his composure, walked to Fan Sakiyan's side, squatted down, and touched her wet hair.

Fan Sakiyan did not refuse, but kept staring at Yanan, and even closed her eyes when she was touched on the head.

Yanan's hand couldn't help but slide down and pinch Fan Sakiyan's face.

Seeing her baring her teeth at him, Yanan couldn't help but laugh.

Well, I have to say, little girls are indeed the cutest.

“Gurgle~Gurgle…”

Hearing the movement of his little sister's belly, Yanan picked her up. Unlike the way he carried her when he came, this time he carried her back in a princess-like posture.

On the way back, I picked up a box of milk and a piece of bread for her on the roadside so that she could fill her stomach first.

"So many crazy things happened this day, my brain is about to shut down. From now on, I'd better stay at Tangmen and play cultivation. There are too many troubles down there."

When he returned to the room and looked at Fan Sakiyan whom he had brought back, he hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not send her to the female disciples' dormitory.

He tucked himself into the bed that Tang Moling had warmed, took out a folding bed, lay down beside it, and fell asleep in a short while.

...............

As soon as I got up, I sent Fan Sakiyan to the female disciples' dormitory, and then registered her as a foreign disciple.

After quickly dealing with Fan Sakiyan's affairs, he took Tang Moling to attend morning classes.

I listened to other senior students chatting in class and gained two pieces of information.

Good news: Yanan’s master, Tang Moling’s father, the leader of the Tang Clan is back, the backbone of the entire Tang Clan is back!

Bad news: The master brought back a child, and it was said that he would accept him as a disciple today...

"Junior Brother Yanan, Junior Sister Moling, the Sect Master wants you to go to Zhengxin Hall."

Yanan, who had just finished his morning cultural class and was about to take a break to do morning exercises, was stopped by a senior sister at the door.

He handed over a White Rabbit candy and asked stealthily.

"Senior Sister, what's going on?"

The senior sister saw the candy in Yanan's hand, smiled, took it, and touched Tang Moling's head beside her.

"It's probably because you brought your junior sister back late last night."

"You all know?"

Seeing his senior sister nod in agreement, Yanan couldn't help but twitch his lips.

No, how did the news spread so quickly?

It's only been one night, but somehow everyone in the Tang Sect knows about it.

"Okay, go quickly, the master is waiting for you over there."

When he arrived at Zhengxin Hall, the smell of cigarettes coming from inside made Yanan feel refreshed and his thoughts became much clearer.

Qingxinxiang, wow, is today a holiday?

This incense is only used when worshiping ancestors. It can help clear away distracting thoughts, regulate breath, and cultivate internal strength.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Master Tang Zhongling sitting in the main seat, with Tang Buyi and a child who was about the same age as me standing beside him.

He ignored Tang Buyi's winks at him.

Is this the child that the master brought back with him that they talked about this morning?

Why does it look so gloomy?

Could it be that the protagonist was rescued from some evildoer?

Is he a protagonist whose entire family was slaughtered, who carries a deep blood feud, and then is picked up by a master and practices martial arts hard to seek revenge?

Yanan was thinking about the plot of the online novel and his attention was not at all on the child becoming his disciple.

Offer tea, burn incense to the ancestors, and pay your respects.

After completing the whole process, the child became the second disciple of the master and changed his surname to Tang Zheng.

Tang Buyi was the first disciple.

Tang Zheng is the second disciple.

As for Yanan... well, since he didn't change his surname, he can only be considered a waiyuan disciple. However, he is a special waiyuan disciple, after all, his master is the head of the Tang Sect.

Anyway, with this relationship, no one would really treat Yanan as a concubine's disciple.

"Tang Buyi, Tang Zheng, you two should go out first."

Watching the two of them walk out, Yanan realized that it was finally his turn. He raised his head, met the serious gaze of his master Tang Zhongling, and smiled.

"Be serious."

He put away the smile on his face, stood up straight, and picked up Tang Moling, who was hiding behind him, and placed her next to him.

ah~

Looking at his daughter who was about to hide behind Yanan, Tang Zhongling, who was sitting in the main seat, sighed silently in his heart and said in a helpless tone.

"The gatekeeper disciple told me. Tell me why you came back from outside so late last night."

Hearing this, Yanan's face straightened, and without any hesitation, he spoke directly and righteously.

"Of course it's to punish evil and help the weak!"

"Master, you don't know that as a Tang Sect disciple, I've been taught since childhood to hate evil. It just so happened that I encountered these evil beggars today, and I couldn't control myself..."

Tang Zhongling, who was sitting in the main seat, remained unmoved. He took a sip of tea and raised his hand. Yanan was also very sensible and stood still and kept his mouth shut.

Alas, Yanan sometimes doesn't act like a child at all, but sometimes he is not very serious.

Then he turned his gaze to his daughter who was hiding behind Yanan.

"Moling, tell me what happened yesterday."

Tang Moling raised her head and glanced at Yanan, and with the encouragement of Yanan's eyes, she slowly spoke out.

"Yesterday... my brother took me to the small town at the foot of the mountain... We ate a lot of delicious food, steamed buns, candied haws, chicken legs..."

"I also went to a teahouse... listened to Dad's stories from the past... and had a meal there..."

Tang Zhongling looked at the smile on his daughter's face, and he no longer felt angry, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, the following story made the smile disappear and his face turned gloomy.

"Brother Yanan's money was stolen... We chased those beggars... and then they surrounded us... I killed them all with hidden weapons..."

"And took me to a beggar's stronghold..."

Stop talking, Moling, that’s enough.

But Tang Moling didn't notice that the atmosphere in the room was wrong at all, and she kept talking about what happened yesterday.

"…In the end, Brother Yanang rescued a child."

"Is it gone?"

"Gone."

After hearing his daughter's reply, he turned his gaze to Yanan. Looking at his disciple, he was furious. Bad memories came to his mind. He clenched the teacup in his hand and spoke harshly.

"Have you considered the consequences of your junior sister being captured while you go in?"

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