Master Yang, seeing Su Bojian's humble demeanor, slightly relaxed his expression and pulled Ge Dongxu closer, saying, "This is my junior brother, Ge Dongxu. According to the old rules of the Shanghai gangs, you should call him Uncle Master Ge. But times have changed, and the Shanghai gangs are a thing of the past. You are also of considerable age now, becoming a senior in Qimen. I won't make it difficult for you. You may address each other as Daoist."
Looking at Ge Dongxu's youthful face, remembering that this was the man his grandson had vehemently spoken of teaching a harsh lesson to, Su Bojian felt an urge to cry.