Kapitel 705: The Desire of a Metal Blade (II)

The Tang Second Master had a handsome face.

But when he made one of his habitually noiseless laughs, his face always seemed exaggerated and comical.

Wang Po did not like this way of laughing as he found it like a veil, concealing many emotions.

Many years ago, when he first went to Wenshui and met the Second Master at the Tang clan's ancestral shrine, he instantly disliked him.

At the time, the Tang Second Master saw the shabbily dressed Wang Po, slightly rolled his eyes, and noiselessly laughed. He looked at Wang Po like he was some stray dog on the road or some destitute relative taking shelter from the rain under a fence.

At the time, Wang Po saw his face and developed an intense impulse, a desire.

He wanted to wave the metal blade in his hand and smash the Tang Second Master's laughing face into pieces.

However, out of respect for the Tang Old Master, out of respect for his job as an accountant, he did not carry out this desire.