Old White Bird, You've Made Something of Yourself?

Several days later, Heaven Dou City.

It was noon, and the city's main streets were packed with people.

Two figures dressed in gray linen cloaks, their hoods pulled low, moved slowly with the crowd.

The taller figure in front calmly swept his gaze over the rows of shops and imposing restaurants lining both sides of the street through the gap beneath his hood, then sighed softly.

"After living in seclusion for so many years, Heaven Dou City has become even more prosperous."

"What the hell is prosperity good for?!"

The somewhat shorter but sturdier figure beside him immediately replied in a muffled voice, his tone full of irritation and resentment.

"If that bastard Tang Hao hadn't failed to keep himself in check and caused such a monstrous disaster, why would our Clear Sky Sect have had to seal the mountain and live in seclusion, helplessly watching all this worldly splendor?

"These places should have all been within the Clear Sky Sect's sphere of influence! But now? We're holed up in some mountain ravine, and even coming out for a breath of air has to be done in secret!"

"Seventh Brother, watch your words." Third Elder Tang Xun turned his head slightly and warned him.

Seventh Elder Tang Lie snorted heavily. He did not continue complaining aloud, but he still muttered unwillingly under his breath.

"I'm just pissed off! Why should the whole sect have to pay for the sins Tang Hao committed? It's gotten to the point where I have to pick the right day just to come out and drink some decent wine..."

Tang Xun said nothing more and merely quickened his pace.

Their real task in coming down the mountain under orders was to investigate Lingxiao Hall and Xiao Yin.

The sect's honor could not continue to suffer