Watching Tai Tan leave, a glint of cold light flashed through Su Ge's eyes.
He knew that once Tai Tan told Tang San this information, he would most likely be marked for death as well.
Snatching away the Breaking Clan did not merely cut off Liu Erlong's chance of survival; it also placed them in complete opposition in terms of allegiance.
But he did not care. If they were not still in Heaven Dou City, whether Tai Tan could even walk out of the Breaking Clan's gates would be another matter entirely.
"Clan Chief Yang."
After confirming that Tai Tan had gone far away, he turned his gaze toward Yang Wudi. His tone was calm, yet it lacked the courtesy he had shown when they first met.
"Young Master."
Yang Wudi withdrew his martial soul and cupped his hands toward Su Ge, seated in the place of honor. His eyes were lowered.
He understood that Tai Tan's matter today had provoked Su Ge's dissatisfaction and suspicion. What came next would most likely be a warning.
Before coming here, Su Ge had indeed intended to do exactly that.
But Yang Wudi's performance just now had been quite good, leaving Su Ge somewhat satisfied.
Leaning back in his chair, he took out a large pale pink flower from the Wishful Hundred-Treasure Pouch.
The moment Yang Wudi saw the flower, his eyes widened abruptly. Even his body trembled slightly, as though he could not believe what he was seeing.
"Clan Chief Yang, I have always believed in not using those I doubt, and not doubting those I use."
"Your lingering attachment to Tai Tan may be understandable, but it is not the outcome I wished to see."
Su Ge's voice was steady as an indescribable authority naturally radiated from him.
This time, it