Tang Hao clenched his fists, his face ashen!
He was a fanatical supporter of the sect. Even if the sect abused him a thousand times over, he still treated it like his first love.
Back then, when he fell in love with Ah Yin, the Blue Silver Emperor, and was hunted by the Martial Soul Hall, the sect had abandoned him without hesitation. Yet he had still wanted to devote himself to the sect, even planning to return the sect's soul bones someday.
Though Tang Hao harbored resentment, he had never blamed the sect or his eldest brother.
He had even wanted Tang San to acknowledge his ancestors and return to the sect!
In truth, the most fitting way to describe Tang Hao was this: just like a mortgage slave or car slave, he was a sect slave!
He did not hesitate at all. In his heart, the sect was absolutely more important than Tang Jiu! In this world, the only one who could make him compromise was Tang San!
"I'm sorry!"
Tang Hao dryly spoke those three words, making his stance clear.
"Haha~~~ Good, very good!"
Tang Jiu laughed, and he laughed happily!
He was not sad in the slightest. Why should he grieve over someone who did not love him? Wouldn't that just be tormenting himself?
He felt as though the shackles binding him had finally vanished. From now on, if he killed people from the Clear Sky Sect, no one could point at his nose and call him ungrateful!
From this day forward, whoever wanted to kill him, he would kill them! There was no one in this world who could not be killed! Including Tang Hao!
Tang Hao's lips moved, but in the end, he let out a heavy sigh. He had never raised Little Jiu