The Tang Clan Rescues Their Sister, and to Hell with This So-Called Pact!

Western corner of Heaven Dou City.

Deep within an alley stood an inconspicuous residence.

The house looked utterly dilapidated from the outside, with a rusty copper lock hanging from its front gate.

In truth, it was a secret stronghold.

A dim oil lamp burned in the basement.

Its bean-sized flame swayed violently in the cold draft blowing through the room.

Tang Hao sat in a wooden chair.

He held a coarse porcelain teacup in his hand, but the tea had long since gone cold.

Tang Xiao sat opposite him.

Both men wore expressions so gloomy they seemed capable of dripping water.

The earthen table in the center of the basement was piled with intelligence gathered by various parties over the past few days.

The Second Elder's grizzled beard trembled violently.

The Third Elder and Seventh Elder sat in the corner.

The killing intent radiating from them had practically solidified.

Tang Xiao pushed a parchment marked with the imperial palace's defensive layout to the center of the table.

His finger jabbed heavily at the North Garden on the map.

"According to the last message sent by our informant in the palace, Yuehua was forcibly taken away by people from Spirit Hall."

"The last place she appeared was the North Garden of Heaven Dou Imperial Palace. After that, she vanished without a trace."

"She must be locked in a basement or a secret chamber."

The Second Elder snorted coldly. "That little brat Qian Renxue has some nerve. She actually dared to lay hands on someone from our Clear Sky Sect."

"Does she really think that with Qian Daoliu backing her, she can run rampant across the Douluo Continent?"

The Third Elder sneered sideways. "Young people these days truly don't know the height of heaven or the depth of earth. They actually dared