Facing Tang San's eager, thirsty-for-knowledge gaze, Jiang Li slowly laid out his plan, having calculated almost every step.
"Xiao San, of the four subordinate clans that once served the Clear Sky Sect, all except the Strength Clan, which had remained in Heaven Dou City, suffered heavy blows from Spirit Hall after the Clear Sky Sect shut its gates and drove your father out to take the blame."
"In the end, all three clans migrated to the Star Luo Empire."
"The Defense Clan is now based in Longxing City, in the Star Luo Empire, and relies on its outstanding construction skills to scrape by. The Speed Clan's location is extremely well hidden, and they're also the worst off. But your master once chatted with Tai Tan and managed to pry their exact location out of that old servant."
"As for the last, the Breaking Clan..." A glint flashed in Jiang Li's eyes. "They're in Yufeng City, in the southern part of the Star Luo Empire. That place is a real mixed bag, and one of the Lower Four Sects, the Wind Sword Sect, has also established itself there. It's not too far from the Speed Clan, either."
Listening to his master list these secrets as if he knew them by heart, Tang San felt admiration well up within him.
Had his master started laying the groundwork for this very moment many years ago?
And Tang San now had a thorough understanding of what had happened back then.
What a fine father, indeed. He hadn't just schemed to take his own mother's Soul Ring; he'd also dragged his own sect and its subordinate clans into such a miserable state.
What a disgrace to the family!
If something like this had happened in the Bashu Tang Sect of his past life, the culprit