Tang San Kowtowed Again, and Yu Xiaogang Was About to Throw Up!

Tang San truly did not want to go to the Clear Sky Clan, but he had no choice; an arm could not twist an elephant's leg.

Judging from the attitudes of those disciples and elders earlier, he and his father were probably not very welcome in the Clear Sky Clan.

If he really went with them, then aside from that cheap uncle he had never met, everyone else would probably want nothing more than to get rid of him!

Gritting his teeth, Tang San could not help kowtowing again, each strike loud and resounding.

The Second Elder was almost at a loss. He gently lifted the boy with soul power and said in a strange tone, "What are you trying to do now? Don't worry. By seniority, this old man is still of your grandfather's generation. Whether you are imprisoned or otherwise dealt with, the sect master and all the elders will decide together. In any case, you needn't worry about losing your life!"

The Second Elder grumbled inwardly, Who taught him this habit of kowtowing at every turn? His backbone is so soft. If he told others this was a descendant of our Clear Sky Clan, wouldn't our ancestors lose all their dignity?

Suppressing the pain in his forehead, Tang San tearfully pleaded, "Elder Grandfather, please forgive this junior for being unable to return to the sect with you to accept punishment. My great vengeance has yet to be avenged, and my father left instructions before he departed. He told me to stay by my teacher's side and learn as much as I could. Once I become a powerful Soul Master, I must take it upon myself to revive the Clear Sky Clan!"

After hearing this speech from his good disciple, Yu Xiaogang inexplicably felt his stomach churn. It