Chapter 1387: Chapter 1387

"Is anyone here? I’m Tang Ming. Is anyone here?"

Tang Ming raised his phone, looking around as he shouted loudly. This eerie place, even ghosts wouldn’t want to live here, would there be anyone?

The night was dark and the wind was high, Tang Ming’s voice echoed through the small town.

"Could they have stood me up?"

After walking a distance, Tang Ming muttered with a frown.

The letter from eighteen years ago, whether anyone would actually come to fulfill the promise as stated, was still unknown. And the person who wrote the letter back then certainly couldn’t have imagined that the town would end up .

Just when Tang Ming was filled with disappointment, a light suddenly flickered in an old courtyard in the center of the town.

Tang Ming’s eyes lit up, and he quickly ran toward the courtyard at his fastest speed.

Just as Tang Ming reached the courtyard gate, an old, hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"My name is Tang Ming, I received a letter from eighteen years ago and came here especially to keep the appointment."

Tang Ming quickly introduced himself.

The old voice sounded.

"Sorry for the disturbance."

Tang Ming pushed open the courtyard gate and cautiously entered. He saw an elderly man with white hair sitting on a rocking chair in the yard, watching him.

The old man’s white hair hung over his shoulders, he wore a gray, shabby robe, and beside him was an oil lamp. Reflected by the lamp’s light, the old man gave off a feeling of being worn out by time.

Tang Ming swallowed and respectfully saluted the old man with clasped hands.

The old man squinted his eyes and uttered two words.

"Oh, right, it’s here."

Tang Ming hurriedly took the letter out from his coat, puzzled. He was only eighteen; his father shouldn’t be this old. Could this be his grandfather?

As soon as Tang Ming took the letter out, a gentle breeze seemed to blow, and the letter floated over to the old man’s hand automatically.

"Hisssss."’, Tang Ming inhaled sharply. He was a nine-star martial master, yet the other person could so easily take the letter from a distance in front of him. What kind of cultivation was this?

The old man opened the letter and trembled as he read it by the oil lamp. "Yes, yes, this is indeed the master’s handwriting."

"Master? Who are you?"

Tang Ming looked at the old man in confusion.

"Come here! Take off your shoes, I want to see your soles."

The old man glanced at Tang Ming and said indifferently.

"Ah! Why do you want to see the soles of my feet?"

Tang Ming exclaimed in surprise. What secret was hidden on his soles that so many people seemed interested in?

"Stop wasting words, I told you to take them off, so take them off."

The old man huffed impatiently.

Tang Ming hurried over to the old man, sat on the ground, and began taking off his shoes.

Just as he removed his socks, the old man’s hand moved like lightning, grabbing Tang Ming’s ankle, then nervously checked it.

"Haha, sorry, I’ve walked a lot, so they might smell a bit."

Tang Ming awkwardly explained.

"Yes, indeed, it is the birthmark."

The old man didn’t mind the smell, his expression excited, and he released Tang Ming’s foot, then suddenly knelt down before Tang Ming.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Tang Ming was startled, forgetting to put on his shoes, he reached out to help the old man up.

"Young master, I’ve finally waited long enough for you." The old man cried with a face full of tears. "I, Wang Chen, have waited eighteen years for this day; you’ve suffered."

"Young master... can we talk this through slowly once you’re up?"

Perplexed, Tang Ming forcibly helped the old man up from the ground.

"Young master, my name is Wang Chen, and I have an agreement with the master to come and take you home after eighteen years."

Wang Chen wiped away his tears and looked at Tang Ming excitedly.

"Home? I don’t even know my background until now, what home?"

Tang Ming sighed, looking at Wang Chen expectantly. "Elder, can you tell me who I really am? Who are my parents? Why did they leave me behind?"

"No! Your parents would never abandon you. They are the people who love you most in this world."

Wang Chen shook his head quickly, speaking firmly. "Originally, your father’s family was a very prestigious one in the martial arts world. But you have a big secret hidden within you. Back then, your parents ended up with a broken family precisely to protect you."

"What? They did it for me?"

Tang Ming stared incredulously at Wang Chen. How could the infant he was eighteen years ago cause such trouble?

"Yes! Back then, the master offended both his clan and many big forces in order to protect you, resulting in him being jointly hunted down by various parties. Under such circumstances, he had to leave you behind, but it was also because of this that you survived."

Wang Chen wiped away his tears, looking at Tang Ming with a sense of contentedness. "In any case, seeing the young master grow up healthy and strong today, the master would be relieved. Everything he sacrificed back then was worthwhile."

Hearing all this, Tang Ming was swept into a storm of emotions. He had always thought he was cruelly abandoned by his parents, but he didn’t expect that he was actually a source of calamity back then, and that his parents left him behind to protect him. As for their current situation—

"Elder, where are my parents now?"

Tang Ming looked nervously at Wang Chen.

"Well... do you want to see them?"

"Of course! Otherwise, why would I come to this godforsaken place?"

Tang Ming nodded repeatedly.

"Alright! Then sit down first. I’ll tell you the full story of your background. Once you understand everything, you can then decide whether or not to meet them."

Wang Chen said with a solemn expression.

"Okay, please tell me. I also desperately want to know who I am."

Tang Ming nodded, eagerly staring at Wang Chen.

The thought of soon uncovering the mystery of his background filled Tang Ming with excitement and anticipation.

For so many years, the mystery of his background has always been what Tang Ming cared about the most.

Eighteen years, ever since he became aware of himself, he had been longing to one day know his background, wanting to know who his parents were. Why did they leave him behind?

Now, those mysteries were about to be unveiled. Tang Ming felt as if he was seeing the clear sky through the parted clouds.

"Young master, your name is indeed Ming,"

Wang Chen calmed his emotions and said with emotion, "When you were born, your parents hoped you would stand tall and shine with the sun and the moon, so they named you with the characters for sun and moon combined, which is Ming."

"Oh, so that’s how my name came about?"

Tang Ming nodded repeatedly, then became puzzled. "So, what is my surname?"

"Actually, your surname is not Tang. You are from the once renowned..."

Wang Chen smiled faintly, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up into the distance. "What’s that?"