"Exactly, exactly!" the martial artist with a reddened face chimed in, "What kind of person is the young master? How could he come to a place like this? Second Brother, you must have seen wrong!"
Already slightly tipsy and having caught only a fleeting glimpse, the clan martial artist who saw Brother Tian carrying Tang Luo into the house was not entirely sure. Now, hearing the words of his two brothers, he became even more doubtful and tried to recall the scene meticulously.
The man who emerged from the dead-end alleyway was fair and clean-looking; even though his clothes were simple, his demeanor was extraordinary, making him unforgettable at a glance.
However, the man who bore a striking resemblance to the young master looked like a consumptive ghost, with cheeks somewhat sunken, a stark contrast to the young master's towering and robust build, with arms that extended past his knees.
