Huang Yang also exclaimed, "Yeah, how is that possible? We, the Huang family, don't just hand out blessings to anyone, it must be my dad playing a joke on me, or there's some other reason."
After hanging up the phone in a huff, Huang Yang's phone rang again.
Huang Yang saw the number on his phone and a look of joy came over his eyes. "Hahaha, it's Master Huang."
"Master Huang, aren't you Master Huang?" Chu Xiong asked in surprise.
"Chu Xiong, you don't know the whole story. I'm just the Master Huang in Zhanhai City. He is the real Master Huang, the Master Huang of the Huang family in the Capital City. From now on you should call me Brother Yang. Don't call me Master Huang; it might upset the real Master Huang." Having said that, Huang Yang hurriedly answered the call.
"Huang Yang, where are you? I just called your father, and he told me to find you. He said that only by finding you would I know what's going on." A baritone came through the phone.
