Does Tang Yuehua Have a Brother Complex?

Tang Yuehua studied the three people in the room, her gaze eventually settling on Lin Mu, the oldest among them, with a hint of scrutiny.

Lin Mu rose abruptly and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Greetings, Madam Yue."

"Sir, the son of an old friend you mentioned..."

Tang Yuehua gave a slight bow, her eyes revealing a trace of urgency.

In truth, she had already formed a faint suspicion. By her calculations, her second brother's child should have been around twelve years old.

Lin Mu did not rush to explain. Instead, he first took a jet-black token from his Storage Bracelet, its surface carved with six Martial Soul Patterns.

"Pope's Order!"

The instant Tang Yuehua saw the token, her pupils contracted. Forgetting to maintain her elegant composure, she hurriedly took it from Lin Mu's hand, her eyes filled with disbelief and excitement.

Spirit Hall had once bestowed Pope's Orders upon the Upper Three Sects, and Tang Hao possessed one of them.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy was an academy for nobles. Lin Mu did not hold a noble title and could not directly send Tang San to study there, which was why they had come here.

Though Tang Yuehua was not a Soul Master and possessed only an insignificant rank-nine Soul Power, as the mistress of Moonlight Pavilion, sending someone to study at Heaven Dou Royal Academy was effortless for her.

With the Pope's Order given by Tang Hao, along with Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, it was enough to convince Tang Yuehua.

Seeing that the time was right, Lin Mu beckoned to Tang San, signaling him to come over.

Upon seeing the youth beside Lin Mu, Tang Yuehua's expression tightened. She carefully examined him from head to toe, the excitement in her eyes nearly overflowing as she asked, "Child, you... what is your surname?"

"This junior is Tang San."

Though Tang San did not understand what was happening, he answered honestly.

"T-Tang San..."

Tang Yuehua murmured his name, the excitement in her eyes growing even stronger. She forcefully suppressed her emotions and urgently asked, "May I see your Martial Soul?"

At her words, Tang San looked at Lin Mu. Seeing him nod slightly, he slowly raised his right hand.

Driven by Soul Power, a stalk of Blue Silver Grass grew from his palm. A faint golden glow shimmered across its surface, making it clearly different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

"It really is Blue Silver Grass."

A trace of disappointment flashed through Tang Yuehua's eyes before vanishing in an instant. At the same time, the last shred of doubt in her heart completely disappeared.

With the Pope's Order and the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, it was practically certain that the youth before her was the child of her second brother, Tang Hao.

After learning news of her brother, Tang Yuehua quickly stepped forward and grabbed Lin Mu's arm, her voice trembling as she asked, "Where is his father now? Why didn't he come with you?"

Seeing this dignified and beautiful woman lose her composure so completely, a strange look flashed through Lin Mu's eyes.

Could this woman really have a brother complex?

Lin Mu thought to himself, but immediately put it out of his mind. Whether Tang Yuehua had a brother complex or not had nothing to do with him.

After all, this was the Continent of Love, where all manner of strange things existed.

Tang San, standing nearby, was even more bewildered. He could not imagine that his father, who looked like a scruffy drunkard, actually knew such a graceful and noble woman.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know where he is either."

At those words, deep disappointment flashed through Tang Yuehua's eyes. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her turbulent emotions before asking, "May I ask how to address you, sir?"

"My name is Lin Mu. Little San is my disciple."

Lin Mu's gaze remained calm and unruffled. Although the woman before him was stunningly beautiful, she held no temptation for him. Besides, she even had a brother complex.

When she heard him claim to be Tang San's Master, astonishment appeared on Tang Yuehua's face.

The young man before her looked only a little over twenty, not much older than Tang San. He was clearly still at an age when he ought to be studying, yet he had become Tang San's Master.

"Mr. Lin Mu, may I ask what your cultivation is?"

At this point, Tang Yuehua paused. Seemingly worried that she might offend Lin Mu, she added, "If it is inconvenient to say, then forget I asked."

Naturally, Lin Mu could see through Tang Yuehua's thoughts.

She was simply worried that his cultivation was too low, that he was not qualified to teach Tang San how to cultivate, and so on.

"Merely a Soul Sage."

Lin Mu's eyes flickered as he spoke in an exceptionally casual tone.

Now that he possessed strength comparable to a Titled Douluo, revealing a little of his power would not have much effect.

"A Soul Sage?!"

Tang Yuehua's pupils contracted, and she suddenly felt dizzy, as though thunder had exploded in her mind.

Judging by his age, he was clearly only a little over twenty. A Soul Sage in his twenties—what kind of concept was that?

Even Tang Hao, the youngest Titled Douluo, had been nowhere close to reaching the Soul Sage realm at this age.

This was completely beyond the realm of genius.

Only then did Tang Yuehua understand her second brother's intentions. Such a monstrously gifted prodigy would inevitably become a Titled Douluo in the future, perhaps even the strongest of the age, suppressing an entire era.

Once such a peerless prodigy matured, he would inevitably affect the status of the Clear Sky Sect.

Likewise, Spirit Hall would be affected as well.

Now that Tang San had become this man's disciple, the Clear Sky Sect had formed a connection with him. Perhaps in the future, he could help the Clear Sky Sect return to its former glory.

Having thought it through, Tang Yuehua looked at Lin Mu with greater regard and respect.

"Mr. Lin Mu, please stay at Moonlight Pavilion for a while. Allow me to fulfill my duties as a host and make up for what I owe Little San."

After speaking, Tang Yuehua looked at Tang San, the nephew she had never met before. Her eyes were filled with affection, along with a faint trace of complicated emotion that was difficult to notice.

However, Lin Mu shook his head and firmly refused. "There's no need. We're not used to Moonlight Pavilion's environment. We mainly came here to ask Madam Yue for a favor."

"Please speak freely, Mr. Lin Mu. So long as it is within my power, I certainly will not refuse."

Tang Yuehua was slightly stunned. She had assumed they had come to acknowledge their kinship, but unexpectedly, they were here to ask for her help. With his Soul Sage cultivation, what trouble could he possibly encounter?

But regardless, this man was Tang San's Master and had also earned the approval of her second brother, Tang Hao. That alone made him worthy of her utmost assistance.

"Little San is at the age when he should be attending school. I plan to send him to study at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, but Heaven Dou Royal Academy is an aristocratic academy. I'm merely a commoner soul master, so I have no way to get him admitted."

Lin Mu's eyes flickered as he continued, "As the owner of Moonlight Pavilion, Madam Yue surely has some connections. Could you perhaps make an introduction?"

Only then did Tang Yuehua realize. At Tang San's age, he truly should be entering an academy to study.

"Rest assured, Mr. Lin Mu. I'll make the arrangements shortly and guarantee that Little San enters Heaven Dou Royal Academy without issue."

A gentle, tender smile appeared on Tang Yuehua's face as she made her promise.

"Master, and Xiao Wu—"

Before Tang San could finish, Lin Mu spoke up. "Madam Yue, there's no problem adding one more person, right?"

Hearing this, Tang Yuehua looked at Xiao Wu, who had remained silent the entire time. She instantly guessed her relationship with Tang San and immediately nodded in agreement.