Even as he complained inwardly, Lin Tang was deeply worried. His master was his lifesaver and had also passed on a Cultivation Technique to him. As someone who always repaid his debts, Lin Tang had committed this kindness to heart and even dreamed of paying him back.
The award ceremony ended, and Lin Tang was about to slip away.
"State Preceptor Long, wait a moment!" Jiang Mulu quickly caught up.
Seeing the little devil's expression on her face, Lin Tang felt a headache coming on. "What is it?"
"What do you mean, 'what is it'? We haven't seen each other in so long. Can't we catch up?"
"That's not it. How on earth did you recognize me?" Lin Tang was quite curious. Even Shen Youling, the wife he shared a bed with, couldn't tell the difference at all. How is Jiang Mulu's perception so sharp?
