"You are... Zhen..." Mrs. Tang appeared to have recognized him. But as she was about to blurt that name, she caught the look of that lanky young man and hastily swallowed it. Then, she added, "It's not what it looks like. It's he who saved me..."

In fact, even without her remark, the lanky young man in white had realized the whole thing by that point.

"My apologies," he said in a rasping voice, that sounded like the noise of two pieces of iron rubbing against each ...