Once his eyes adjusted to the intense light, he saw Gu Chengyu standing in front of him with a stern face.
"Gu Chengyu?" Without thinking, these three words blurted out.
Ming Yan, upon hearing this, immediately flung Erlang aside—how could he directly call his master's name?
Gu Chengyu sneered, "I see you're still not awake. Ming Yan, make him sober up."
At these words, Ming Yan stepped forward and slapped Erlang twice, leaving him a bit dazed.
He had been wondering whether the Gu Chengyu before him was real or not when his face was hit twice immediately after.
These two slaps completely sobered Erlang up. Anger surged through him, and he was about to curse.
"Erlang! Your uncle is your elder; how dare you directly call his name?" Mr. Gu sternly reprimanded without further interest in arguing.
He turned to speak to Uncle Gu, "Brother! I have to trouble you to gather some clan members to set up the mourning hall first, and to inform friends and family."
