Those words struck Tang Wulin's heart like a bolt from the blue, leaving his entire body frozen in place.
"Wulin." Tang Wutong's voice softened, carrying a bewitching, coaxing power. "The same blood that flows through us flows through you. You should have been on our side, not standing against us with these outsiders and hurting your own family."
She extended a hand toward Tang Wulin. Her slender, fair hand seemed to hold boundless tenderness and protection.
"My dear little brother, turn back from your misguided path. Come over here."
"Come to your sister. I'll protect you. I won't let you suffer any harm again."
Just as Tang Wulin's mind was reeling and his gaze fell into confusion and struggle—
Bang!
A dull thud rang out.
At some point, Xu Xiaoyan had circled behind Yue Zhengyu. She swung the seemingly delicate yet sturdy Starry Sky Staff in her hand and mercilessly struck the back of Yue Zhengyu's head.
"Ow!"
Yue Zhengyu cried out in pain and jolted sharply. The haze and infatuation in his eyes instantly dispersed, replaced by anger and lingering fear after regaining his senses.
"Xiaoyan, what are you doing... uh..."
He quickly realized Xu Xiaoyan's intention. A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face before his expression turned utterly grave, his sharp gaze locking onto Tang Wutong.
"What terrifying Spiritual Charm... I nearly fell for it!"
Yue Zhengyu said in a low voice, still shaken.
"So this is the mysterious Goddess of Beauty behind the Green Skull Organization?"
"No wonder so many people willingly work themselves to death for her, even becoming her fanatical followers... That ability is far too bizarre!"
On the other side, Long Chen was also jolted awake by the commotion. He violently shook his head, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the lingering