Moral Coercion, a Dead Heart

Moonlight Pavilion.

Tang Yuehua's face was pale. Her slender fingers clenched tightly around a silk handkerchief, her knuckles whitening from the force.

Her eyes, always filled with a gentle smile, were now wide with incredulous shock and humiliated fury.

Two people stood before her: Tang Huang, the Second Elder, and Tang Miao, the Fifth Elder, who had secretly arrived from the Clear Sky Sect.

"You... what did you just say?"

Tang Yuehua's voice had lost its usual composure and gentleness, trembling noticeably. She even suspected she had misheard.

"You want me... to accompany Xiao Yin?"

Tang Huang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression hard and cold. "Yue Hua, desperate times call for desperate measures. The Third Elder and Seventh Elder are hanging by a thread. Only Xiao Yin can resolve this crisis. The sect has tried every possible method, and all have failed."

"Now, only you can share the sect's burden and save your Third and Seventh Uncles from danger."

"Share the burden? Save Third and Seventh Uncles?" Tang Yuehua trembled with rage and abruptly rose to her feet.

"Second Elder! I am Tang Yuehua! The daughter of the previous Clear Sky Sect Master and the biological sister of the current Sect Master! I am not some commodity in a brothel for others to choose from! How... how can you humiliate me like this?!"

"Presumptuous!"

Tang Huang's thick brows shot upward as he shouted harshly, "Tang Yuehua! Watch your status and your words! What humiliation? This is for the greater good of the sect! For the lives of two Elders!"

"You have enjoyed the honor brought by the Clear Sky Sect name for decades. Now that the sect needs you, you make excuses and refuse, caring only about that pathetic bit of personal honor? Are you worthy