"You've got the nerve to face everyone and say it, right in front of Big Brother and the Clear Sky Sect elders, right in front of all the Clear Sky Sect disciples who were killed or wounded—Tang Hao, do you deserve them?"
"Has there ever been anyone in your life whom you could truly face without shame?"
Tang Hao wilted again.
Tang Yuehua's words were like blades, stabbing straight into his heart.
He did not know how to respond.
The more Tang Yuehua thought about it, the angrier she became:
"You, Tang Hao, have never done right by anyone around you in your entire life."
"Father?"
"You angered Father to death."
"Big Brother?"
"Big Brother kindly helped you and Ah Yin be together. He had supported you all along—what did he get in return?"
"You got Ah Yin killed for a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, brought calamity upon the Clear Sky Sect, then vanished without a word, leaving Big Brother caught between you and the elders."
"Ah Yin?"
"Let's not even talk about her!"
"Ah Yin followed you and sacrificed her life. In the end, she could not even be returned to her homeland for burial. You're utterly heartless."
"And Tang San? Forget him too!"
"Tang San had begun serving you dutifully when he was still so young, yet you treated him with coldness and brutality. His childhood must have been unimaginably miserable. If Tang San had not been a transmigrator, wouldn't any normal child have been scarred for life?"
"As for the Clear Sky Sect?"
"If you, Tang Hao, had not caused all that trouble, given the relationship between Senior Qian Daoliu and Patriarch Tang Chen in the past, Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect would not have become mortal enemies."
"And Slaughter City and the Blacksmiths' Association—what have