Tang Long was stunned. Prince Xue Xing was stunned. Meng Shenji and the others were all stunned.
None of them had expected Tang San to settle scores with the Clear Sky Sect first!
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot as he roared:
"Little Jiu wants justice for his parents. I have nothing to say about that! Because my father owed them that! But what about you? Don't you also owe my parents justice?"
"The sect couldn't protect its disciples and stood by while they died. What right do you have to say anything?"
"Did Little Jiu ever eat a single grain of your rice? Why should he give anything for the Clear Sky Sect?"
"If you hadn't hunted Little Jiu down, how could my father have turned against him and his son? How could I have lost two loved ones at once?!"
By this point, Tang San had shouted out all the endless grievance bottled up in his heart. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Such a warm, wonderful family had been torn apart by these people!
When Tang Hao abandoned Little Jiu, wouldn't he have felt guilty and blamed himself? When Little Jiu tried to kill Tang Hao, wouldn't he have been heartbroken and exhausted?
You forced our family to slaughter one another, forced brothers to turn against each other. Do you know how much my heart hurts?!
Tang San roared and fiercely slapped Tang Long across the face again.
"Just looking at your Clear Sky Sect makes me sick!"
"You! You actually harbor resentment toward the sect!"
Tang Long stared at Tang San in disbelief. Even Tang Hao, the person directly involved, bore no resentment toward the sect. What right did you have to resent it? Tang Hao had done it all willingly!
Tang Yuehua