Lin Taichu said nothing, merely pointing toward the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion. Tang Kun and the other two looked up and froze.
Not only had the guards at the Scripture Pavilion entrance not been withdrawn, but there were even more people there. Supreme Elder Tang Xuan stood at the front, with the Scripture Pavilion Elder and several steward elders present as well. Behind them stood dozens of elite disciples, all on high alert. They had clearly come prepared.
Tang Song also sensed that something was wrong and hurried over. The moment he saw the scene before him, his expression darkened.
He knew someone must have leaked the news beforehand. Otherwise, the elders could not possibly have gathered here and formed such a formidable lineup.
But after quickly reviewing everything, he recalled that only his trusted aides, Lin Taichu, and Tang Kun's group knew of his plan. His trusted aides had all been promoted by him personally, so their loyalty was beyond question. Lin Taichu had also behaved himself these past few days, and Tang Kun's group would not dare leak anything.
There was no evidence pointing to anyone. Even if the elders were suspicious, they could not act against him immediately.
Tang Song forced himself to remain calm. Stepping forward, he cupped his hands toward Tang Xuan. "Supreme Elder, esteemed elders, why are you all here? There is a fire at the medicinal herbs storehouse. I was bringing the disciples over to assist and, while I was at it, protect the Scripture Pavilion."
Tang Xuan snorted coldly, his sharp gaze fixed on Tang Song. "Tang Song, you are still putting on an act at a time like this? Did you think that by setting a fire to create chaos, you could seize the Scripture Pavilion's secret manuals and the