"Do you know this girl?" Xia Ruize asked.
"She's from the Tang family of South City." I nodded. Things had turned ugly with the Tang family, and in her quest for revenge, Tang Ke had already reached the point of stopping at nothing.
"Do not do unto others what you would not have done unto you. Let her go!" Xia Ruize shouted.
"Heh, who do you think you are? This woman is our junior sister. Why are you meddling in other people's business?" A Purple Emperor Sect disciple stepped forward with a sullen face.
"Senior Brother Sang is right, isn't he? Tell them—aren't we your senior brothers?" Another disciple reached out and hooked a finger under Tang Ke's chin.
Tang Ke trembled as she looked at Xia Ruize, revealing a pleading expression. Yet when she saw me, the hatred in her eyes burned fiercer than ever. The vengeance of her father's murder blazed so hotly that she had forgotten everything else.
"I... I'm a member of the Purple Emperor Sect!" Tang Ke was still incredibly stubborn.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Look, just look! She's our junior sister. Isn't it perfectly normal for her to chat and sleep with us? That's called mutual affection. You people wouldn't understand, would you?"
"Exactly. Just like Senior Sister Wen, whom our master brought back last year. She was just as close to the several of us brothers."
"Let Tang Ke go, or you'll end up like Nangong Ye!" I had no particular fondness for Tang Ke, but I couldn't stand by and watch a girl in the prime of her youth suffer inhuman abuse. I had a grudge against the Tang family, but I did not share a deep blood feud with her.
"Oh? So that's who you are. You're Xia Yitian, the one who