"The Clear Sky Sect?" After hearing Tang Hao's words, Tang San fell silent.
He naturally knew of the Clear Sky Sect. It was the most powerful sect on the Douluo Continent, a sect neither the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect nor the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could compare to.
However, Tang San couldn't help worrying. After all, he wasn't very strong yet, and his father had not only lost an arm but was also gravely injured. Would the people of the Clear Sky Sect agree to let them return?
After all, his father had offended Spirit Hall, an organization capable of standing against two empires on its own.
Even the Clear Sky Sect, the strongest of the three Upper Three Sects, was no match for Spirit Hall. Otherwise, Spirit Hall wouldn't have forced it to seal its gates.
"San, Spirit Hall already knows you're my son. They certainly won't let you grow in peace; they'll definitely come after you.
"If this were before, I'd still be strong enough to protect you. But you know my condition now.
"I'm afraid I can't protect you anymore. If you return to the Clear Sky Sect, they'll protect you because of your talent. They'll see you through to the day you're strong enough to stand against Spirit Hall." Tang Hao looked at Tang San eagerly.
At that moment, Tang Hao didn't spare a thought for whether the people of the Clear Sky Sect resented him for forcing them to hide in the mountains, unable to show themselves to the world.
In his heart, the Clear Sky Sect was perfect. No one was allowed to speak ill of it.
"But Father, will the Clear Sky Sect agree? Don't forget, you were the reason the sect fell into such dire straits. They must resent you. Now