"Reporting to the Cult Leader!"
"Sect Master Tang Zhen of the Clear Sky Sect has arrived!"
While the four were chatting, Bai He came in to announce the visitor. After a delay of more than half a day, Tang Zhen had finally arrived.
"Oh? Tang Zhen is here?"
"Bring him here!"
Xia Mu glanced at Ge Long. This matter was inextricably tied to him, and it seemed there was still more trouble to untangle.
"Tang Zhen greets Cult Leader Xia!"
Tang Zhen's face alternated between pale and red. His son had been beaten, yet he still had to swallow his pride and come begging for reinforcements.
This time, Tang Zhen had all but lost every scrap of face.
"Sect Master Tang, why have you come to our Holy Spirit Cult headquarters instead of enjoying your blessings at the Clear Sky Sect's residence?"
Xia Mu deliberately played dumb despite knowing perfectly well.
"Cult Leader Xia!"
"I failed to raise my son properly. I am truly ashamed!"
Tang Zhen bowed, his face livid.
"Failed to raise your son properly?"
"Whatever makes you say that?"
Xia Mu spoke with neither warmth nor coldness.
"Well..."
Tang Zhen was flummoxed too. This was not how the script was supposed to go.
"Cult Leader!"
"Sect Master Tang's son truly has courage."
"Relying on the Clear Sky Sect's secret technique, he dared to provoke a Titled Douluo relentlessly and spout arrogant nonsense. He practically treated a Titled Douluo as beneath his notice!"
"I must say, he really is incredible!"
"He's the truly important figure here!"
Ge Long dripped sarcasm from the side. A Titled Douluo could not be insulted, especially when the offender had targeted him.
"My apologies!"
"My son merely had a momentary lapse in judgment!"
"He is young and hotheaded. That was why he made