The revelation of Wang Tong's identity didn't change the friendship between Cao Yi and Zhou Sisi. They had been through a lot together, and they were proud of each other.
Both Cao Yi and Zhou Sisi were extremely busy. The S club was getting more and more popular, and it was a good thing for an organization to have a well-known leader. As Wang Tong became more and more powerful, the influence of the S club among the A-ranked academies back on Earth had been greatly enhanced. However, after Wang Tong's identity as the successor of the Blade Edge was exposed, everything had changed. Now, A-ranked students were no longer restricted to A-ranked students, even the S-ranked students were trying their best to squeeze into the club.
Not only on Earth, but the influence of the S Society had also expanded to the Moon, Mars, and even the faraway Andromeda.
The website of the S Society was even more popular.
It seemed like the same identity, but the difference was like heaven and earth.
When people saw the logo of the S Society on their clothes, they would look at them enviously.
Those who had been in the S Society since the beginning were extremely proud of themselves, and they were the seniors of the S Society.
In the future, the S Society would become even more powerful!
Cao Yi was a good manager. He could still handle such a complicated matter in an orderly manner. Meanwhile, Zhou Sisi was collecting specific information about the members of the S society. She knew that the S society was no longer a simple student organization. It was a huge force. It might not be obvious now, but it would definitely be of great use in the future. Especially now, the number of talents had indeed increased.
Zhou Sisi knew from the beginning that Wang Tong was an extraordinary man, and he would never be an ordinary man in the future. She knew that Wang Tong had already fallen in love with someone else, and Ma Xiaoru was indeed an outstanding girl who was infatuated with Wang Tong. Zhou Sisi was envious of Ma Xiaoru, and she had made up her mind to leave Wang Tong. However, it was a pain that made her unable to breathe. Perhaps liking someone was also an addiction, and she couldn't get rid of it. Therefore, she would rather stay by Wang Tong's side and watch him grow up step by step.
Everyone knew that Wang Tong needed some time to recover, so when they were about to leave, another four uninvited guests came in.
They were four people from the Saint Hall, led by Zhang Buyu. They weren't strangers to each other, but they really didn't have much contact with each other. Ye Kai didn't forget to greet Hu Yangxuan respectfully when he saw him, greeting him as Senior Brother. It wasn't strange to be too polite, and Ye Kai was really sincere.
Looking at the four people's aggressive expressions, Wang Ben and the others' expressions also became serious. These guys aren't here to cause trouble, right?
The Templar would definitely be the spokesperson of the Blade Warrior. However, the Templar didn't know anything about the successor of the Blade Warrior. Therefore, it was reasonable for them to question Wang Tong's identity. However, judging from the Templar's demeanor, they didn't seem to have good intentions.
Apache walked to the front as well. Wang Tong's injury had just recovered, so it wasn't a good time for him to fight. Otherwise, the four of them would be digging their own graves!
Zhang Buyu ignored Wang Ben and Apache's angry faces and walked straight to Wang Tong. The four of them stared at Wang Tong.
The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Wang Tong didn't know what was going on. He didn't have any contact with the Templar, and it was Patroclus's fault for exposing his identity as the successor of the Blade Warrior. However, Wang Tong was grateful to Patroclus because he wanted to have a good fight.
To them, this fight was much more important than the title of the world's most powerful fighter.
Suddenly, the four of them clenched their fists and bowed together. "Greetings, young master!"
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Everyone in the room was stunned. Zhou Sisi's eyes lit up as she realized that Wang Tong's identity wasn't as simple as she thought.
"Ahem … You guys, please don't be like this. I am not a young master, and the successor of the Blade Warrior is not that complicated."
Zhang Buyu cracked a smile. He didn't expect this Stone Golem to be able to smile. "Young master, this is a letter from the Great Elder."
Zhang Buyu turned on his Skynet, and Wang Tong subconsciously accepted the letter. He had never met anyone from the Templar before except for Xiao Hu.
"Who is your Great Elder? I don't know him, and I am not a young master."
"Young master, the Templar's existence is based on the will of the Blade Warrior. Strictly speaking, the disciples of the Templar are not part of the Templar's court, so they are not bound by the rules. However, the disciples of the Templar's inner court have to make a vow that we will follow the direction of the Blade Warrior. Since you are the successor of the Blade Warrior, you are our young master.
Since you are the successor of the Blade Warrior, you are our young master. "Wu Gang said with a serious face.
They wouldn't make such a decision based on Patroclus's words.
Wang Tong opened the letter blankly and said, "Kiddo, get rid of that Papa Screw. I will be waiting for you in the Templar's court!"
Wang Tong's face darkened.
"Motherf * cker, is it this old fart?"
"This old fart is your Great Elder?" Wang Tong pointed at the letter and said angrily.
Zhang Buyu was speechless. That title was a bit … weird. However, it was hard for them to comment on the relationship between the Great Elder and the Young Master.
In fact, they had just found out about Wang Tong's identity. The Great Elder had only returned to the Templar's court two years ago.
"Young master, this letter is indeed from the Great Elder. I believe you have known each other for a long time."
Ye Kai said. Perhaps it was due to his young age, but he didn't look as serious as the other three. Instead, he looked a little curious.
The reason why they were willing to acknowledge Wang Tong as their young master was because of their duty as disciples of the Templar's inner court. At the same time, they were also impressed by Wang Tong's prowess and strength.
"F * ck, not only do we know each other, but I have been fighting him for ten days and ten nights. He owes me a lot of money. Motherf * cker, tell him to get ready, or I will tear down the Templar's court!"
Wang Tong jumped up and said.
The four of them looked at each other and didn't know what to do. If the young master wanted to tear down the Templar's court, then … it would be hard to deal with either side.
Ma Xiaoru knew Wang Tong's reaction. She knew that Wang Tong was happy, but he expressed it in a strange way. She was the only one who knew how much Wang Tong missed Nian Junting, but he couldn't accept the fact that Nian Junting had been hiding it from him.
"Please don't take it to heart. Your Great Elder has a close relationship with him."
"We don't dare. The Great Elder has said that we will follow your orders."
The four of them said respectfully.
It seemed like the Templar's court was not the only one that was good at instilling Soul Control.
Wang Tong wasn't the only one who couldn't accept the fact that the Four Aces of the Templar had become Wang Tong's followers.
"Well … ahem … there are some things that I haven't figured out yet. Just do what you need to do. We'll talk about it after my battle with Patroclus."
Wang Tong knew that he shouldn't be distracted right now. His battle with Patroclus was his top priority.
"Yes, young master! “
After everyone left, Wang Tong looked at Ma Xiaoru's smiling face and shook his head. "What the hell is going on?"
So many things had happened all of a sudden, especially when the old man who she had been looking for all this time had suddenly appeared in front of her. She was both happy and angry. Didn't he know how hard it had been to find him? To think that this old man would only appear now.
Ma Xiaoru hugged Wang Tong's head from behind and said, "I understand how you feel. Everything will be fine. Nothing is better than finding your loved ones."
Wang Tong closed his eyes and lay quietly in Ma Xiaoru's arms. He didn't know what to say, but he didn't blame Old Man. He just couldn't accept it.
"When God is about to bestow a great responsibility on a man, he will first suffer. He did it for your own good. Otherwise, you would end up like Li Shiming and Lie Jian. That's not the Wang Tong I like." Ma Xiaoru stuck out her tongue.
"You really know how to comfort people. Forget it, everything will be clear when I see the old man. I really can't figure it out. This old man is proficient in wine, women, avarice, and temper. How could he be the Great Elder of the Saint Hall? I can't figure it out.
"Hehe, do you think that an expert must be like an ascetic monk? I really admire him for taking care of you for so many years. No one would be able to take it."
"I am the one taking care of him. That old man has suffered a lot … Wait, I remember he still owes me a lot of money. You have to calculate it for me!"
"Alright, alright. Don't be so petty." Ma Xiaoru kissed Wang Tong.
Wang Tong didn't move an inch and said, "Tsk tsk, it's not enough."
"Then what should I do to make you feel better, my young master?"
"Well, it depends on your performance."
"You're on the chopping block. You can do whatever you want." Xiaoru was so embarrassed that her head almost touched her chest. She really didn't expect that she would say such words one day.
"Haha, you said it yourself!"
Ma Xiaoru's hands started to move as she said that. After a few moves, Ma Xiaoru's body started to heat up, and a light aroma started to waft from her nose. Ma Xiaoru had practiced the Tactics of the Enchantress and the Tactics of the Blade.
Ma Xiaoru had done it on purpose. She knew that she could help Wang Tong recover in seven days, and as long as she could control herself, she would be able to help Wang Tong recover in seven days.
However, she was still a little angry at General Li Feng for coming up with such a weird plan …
Meanwhile, in the meeting room of the House of Ma.
Ma Dutian was sitting on one side of the room, and a sage-like old man was sitting on the other side. If Wang Tong was here, he would have thrown a punch at the old man.
"Great Master, the Court of the Templar sure is patient."
"Haha, Mr. Ma is not bad either. I would like to thank you for protecting him."
"Haha, even though Wang Tong is the successor of the Court of the Templar, he is also the son-in-law of the House of Ma. We are family, after all. I believe there must be something important that you need to tell me."
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