Chapter Thirty-two: Encounter with an "Old Friend"

  Soon, all the dishes Tang Song wanted were served.

  Tang Ba arranged the bowls and chopsticks for Tang Song, introducing them: "Young Master, this is the Red Scale Fish, and this is the Eagle Fish. These two types of fish can be considered first-rate demon beasts. Although they don't have much attacking power, their scales are extremely hard, and ordinary knives and swords find it difficult to break through."

  "But once the scales are broken open, the fish meat inside is extremely tender and smooth, which is what people like most about these two types of fish."

  Tang Song nodded, picked up a piece of eagle fish with chopsticks, and savored it. As Tang Ba said, the texture was extremely tender and had a natural sweetness. It was completely different from the fish he ate on Earth in his previous life, which had a strong fishy smell.

  "It's indeed delicious!" Tang Song exclaimed.

  Perched high above, Tang Song gazed out at the bustling streets, savoring the refreshing flavors.

  Tang Song felt a bit dazed, this kind of life was really too comfortable, it was easy to make people feel complacent and lazy.

  Just as he was in a daze, a voice sounded in his ear, "Hey, isn't this the useless thing from the Tang family? How dare you walk out of the Tang family's gate today? No way, wasn't it said that you were missing? It's really true that good people don't live long, and troubles last for a thousand years!"

  It wasn't until after a while that Tang Song finally understood, this was being said to himself. However, Tang Song had no impression of this guy at all, so he could only ask Tang Ba, "Who is this person?"

  Tang Ba was speechless - this young master had gone out for a trip, paid respects to an extraordinary master, and become a high-ranking expert; it made him very happy.

  But there's just one thing that makes him puzzled, which is that sometimes during the Tang and Song dynasties it was like losing memory.

  If it weren't for many things being clear to Tang Song, Tang Ba would really suspect that this was his own young master.

  Can't these young masters remember now? The memory of these young masters is really too poor!

  "Master, the one who spoke is Young Master Yang, named Yang Chen. Those with him are all young masters from various families in Hengyang City. Master, you don't remember? You two had a conflict before."

  Tang Ba whispered an explanation in Tang Song's ear.

  "Ha! " Tang Song spat a mouthful of tea water onto Tang Ba's face and burst out laughing, "It's really funny, who would have thought to give someone such a name?"

  Yang Heng was furious, and in this life, what he hated most was others calling his name **.

  "Tang Song, you turtle, are you itching for a fight again?" Yang Heng led the group over, slapping his palm on the table, causing the soup to splash everywhere. The people behind him rubbed their fists and palms, wanting to teach this "famous" young master of the Tang family in Hengyang a lesson.

  Last night's news of Tang Song's mighty display was tightly sealed by the Tang and Li families, with the Tangs not wanting to bring trouble to Tang Song, and the Lis not wanting to lose face.

  The great war between the Tang and Li families last night was basically unknown to the other families in Hengyang City, except for a few people.

  So Yang Huan had no idea that Tang Song had become incredibly terrifying at this moment.

  He still regards today's Tang Song as the previous Tang Song, that Tang Song who can be bullied by them at will.

  Yang Chen is a direct descendant of the Yang family, one of the four major families in Yangcheng. His father is Yang Zhenjun, the second brother of Yang Tianjun, the head of the Yang family.

  As the second son of Yang Jia's second master, Yang Heng's status in the Yang family was not ordinary.

  Yang's innate talent for cultivation was generally better than those above him and worse than those below him.

  So his days were very easy-going, and everyone in the family knew that he was not highly accomplished, so they wouldn't bother him to practice.

  With carefree days, Yang Heng spent his days hanging out with a group of friends in the city of Hengyang, walking dogs and flirting with beautiful women were Yang Heng's favorite things to do.

  Of course, he also has another hobby, which is eating.

  So basically, he goes to Ba Xian Lou every day.

  As the second young master of the Yang family's second house, he certainly didn't lack money.

  Today, as usual, he came to the Ba Xian Lou with his own gang of younger brothers, and went up to the third floor with ease. Then, he saw a very unexpected person.

  He actually saw Tang Song in Ba Xian Lou, that young master of the Tang family who was known as a lady waiting to be married.

  This is absolutely a big deal in Hengyang City, Tang Song has finally walked out of the Tang family gate.

  Recently, Yang Heng just heard that Tang Song disappeared after participating in the family trial, and his life or death is unknown.

  Tang Qing Tian sent out all of the Rainbow Battle Team, who were his trusted subordinates, in order to find him.

  But several months have passed and there is still no news at all.

  I didn't expect this guy not only came back but also ran to Ba Xian Lou to have a meal, this is really unexpected.

  Tang Song glanced at him and felt that arguing with such a child would really damage his own reputation, although he didn't have much of a reputation to begin with.

  "Now put your paws back, then kowtow to apologize to me. Finally, compensate for the dish you knocked over, and I'll let you off." Tang Song's tone was very calm, with no hint of anger.

  Tang Ba was very surprised, and Yang Hang was also very surprised.

  Unexpectedly, Tang Ba didn't immediately get angry and instead threw each of the people who had bullied him off the building one by one.

  Unexpectedly, Tang Song this turtle not only resisted but also dared to speak so lightly.

  Didn't he used to stutter when speaking to himself?

  "Damn it, this kid doesn't drink the toast but drinks the penalty wine instead! Brother Yang, beat him up!" One of Yang's followers shouted angrily, clenching his fists and rubbing his palms together, ready to be the first to charge forward with just a nod from Yang.

  "Right, Brother Yang, beat him up! Damn it, this little girl hasn't been beaten for a few days and her skin is itching." The shouting voice came from behind Yang Heng, one after another, with only one purpose, that was to beat Tang Song.

  Even in their mouths, words like "little girls" came out.

  Tang Song was somewhat stunned, although in the memories of his predecessor, he had been doing very badly in recent years. Except at the Tang's house, because of his father's reason, he could find a little self-esteem.

  As soon as I leave the Tang Mansion, I am ridiculed and bullied!

  The predecessor was also a stubborn and unyielding person who silently endured all the grievances he suffered.

  So Tang Song guessed that some painful, bad memories seemed to have not been inherited. To the point where even Yang Huan and his gang, Tang Song had to ask Tang Ba to know who was the saint!

  Bang!

  Applause erupted, followed by the sound of someone falling to the ground.

  Tang Song really can't listen anymore, and even the young ladies have come out. Although his life was simple in his past life, he won self-respect.

  A real man was actually called a little girl, Tang Song decided to teach these five-line rascals a lesson regardless of his identity.

  A young samurai with a five-o'clock shadow was knocked to the ground, one cheek swollen so high that his whole face looked more like a pig's head.