The Cowardly Brother, The Frenzied Sister, Who Will Block This Slap?

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. From the grave expressions on her brothers' faces and these bizarre stories, Tang Yuehua had already caught a whiff of unease.

She looked at Tang Xiao and asked softly, "Big Brother, what... exactly are you trying to say?"

Tang Xiao's lips moved.

That sentence represented the will of the entire sect, but also boundless filth and cruelty. He truly could not bring himself to say it.

He did not dare look into his younger sister's clear, pure eyes.

In the end, he avoided Tang Yuehua's gaze and tossed the difficult matter to Tang Hao beside him.

"Perhaps... your second brother should explain."

In an instant, Tang Yuehua's gaze, filled with complete trust and dependence, fell upon Tang Hao.

The reception hall sank into a deathly silence.

Feeling his sister's expectant gaze, Tang Hao slowly clenched his only remaining left fist.

He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse as though two boulders were grinding against each other.

"Yuehua..."

"The sect... hopes that, for the sect's future..."

"You can make a trip to Spirit City and infiltrate Maple Dye Pavilion..."

"Help the sect obtain the immortal herbs."

Every word from Tang Hao came with exceptional difficulty.

He deliberately glossed over the crucial parts, using lofty phrases like "infiltrate" and "obtain immortal herbs" in an attempt to dress up the filthiest transaction behind them as a great mission for the sect's glory.

However, the person he faced was Tang Yuehua.

A woman who had navigated the forces of every side within the arena of fame and profit that was Heaven Dou City, seeing through the ways of the world more clearly than anyone else.

How could she not be exceptionally perceptive?

The instant Tang Hao's euphemistic words fell.

The moment keywords such as "immortal herbs," "pretty boy,"