he teacher had always cared for him deeply. 。"Teacher, I can't take it..." 。Tang Wulin stepped forward and placed the star silver, a divine foundation-level artifact, on the table. 。Feng Wuyou's face...er beloved. 。Looking back now, it's really quite strange! It was morning, and I wasn't at the Tang Sect headquarters. My adoptive mother must have been worried sick. Let's go back first and talk about...