The return of Little Tang Wan meant the return of Tang Cen.
The return of Tang Cen meant the cold and noble son of Tang Sect is back among his loyal subordinates. By this time, Tang Cen was wearing a new robe with a pattern of blue clouds over a porcelain base, hanging a jade pendant around his waist, and holding a fragrant yellow wood folding fan with a golden silk pendant, a perfect image of a handsome young master.
If one could ignore his streaming tears.
So familiar, yet so strange.
Taking a step forward, feeling the unfamiliar tugging and clashing sensation beneath his stride, Tang Cen's tears started to spurt anew.
Little Tang, Little Tang, how I miss you.
You fill my dreams.
I think of you even while using the restroom.
"Is this man mentally ill, staring at his pants like that?"
Passersby seeing the elegant young master pulling at his trousers and crying thought he must be a noble son who has lost his mind and was cast out. They avoided him.
