Tang Xiao

The man's expression was solemn as he silently sized up Tang Liu at the door.

Tang Liu stepped forward a few paces, then bowed deeply to the man. "Uncle."

He then straightened and looked at the seated man with his blue eyes.

The man's expression suddenly softened. He looked at Tang Liu, his face complicated. "You finally came."

Tang Liu replied, "Didn't you just arrive too, Uncle?"

The man was Tang Xiao. He opened his mouth, looking somewhat hesitant. But in the end, he asked, "Your father... is he well?"

Tang Liu answered honestly, "Not particularly. His injuries are severe. But my brother has been with him recently, so he should be taking good care of him."

Tang Xiao froze for a moment. A trace of barely noticeable envy appeared in his eyes before he said, "That's good."

Then he stood and said to Tang Liu, "Come with me."

Tang Xiao stood over two meters tall, and his presence was oppressive as he stood before Tang Liu.

But Tang Liu did not care in the slightest, and Tang Xiao's expression did not change.

He turned to the Seventh Elder and said, "Take them to rest, Seventh Elder." Then he noticed Tang Qian standing quietly to one side, and his expression turned somewhat surprised.

The Seventh Elder nodded, then left with the others.

After they had gone, Tang Xiao turned around. He opened his mouth to speak, only to realize he could not see anyone. Only then did he remember to lower his head. "That person... is also a disciple of our Clear Sky Sect?"

Tang Liu nodded. "That's right. He is the Seventh Elder's son, and he is of the same generation as you, Uncle."

Tang Xiao said, "But I remember that he was killed by Spirit Hall during a