Chapter Twenty-Nine: Eighth-Grade Syndrome

Such resilience at this young age, this child is surely destined for greatness in the future.

The critical and mocking eyes instantly became peaceful and indifferent, and people turned their attention to Tang Luo, hoping to learn from their older brother who this young son might be.

Wait, isn't that another unfamiliar face?

If Tang Xing was a child, then Tang Luo was at most a young man in his early years, with a youthful aura still on his face. Even though his handsome appearance suggested valour, compared to the martial artists in the field, he still seemed too young. However, his robust physique was something unforgettable, even when concealed under loose robes.

Tang Luo clearly hadn't expected the attention to shift to him due to the little guy's shout. He wasn't shy, only worried about unnecessary trouble if he was recognized by the young people on the stage.