Tang Xiao's face flushed red after being called out. Just as he was about to retort, Tang Zhen in the neighboring cell waved a hand. "Enough, Xiao'er. Don't say any more."
"But Father..." Tang Xiao trailed off.
"Regarding Tang Hao, our branch is in the wrong. If they want to curse us, let them curse us," Tang Zhen said.
Hearing this, Tang Xiao had no choice but to fall silent and endure the various insults from the sect members in the other cells.
The insults grew increasingly vile. By the end, they were even cursing Tang Hao's mother right in front of Tang Zhen and Tang Xiao.
Tang Xiao was burning with rage, but his father kept him from lashing out. Tang Zhen, meanwhile, seemed utterly deaf to the abuse.
At that moment, Tang Zhen's heart had long since turned to ash. Fortunately, before the Clear Sky Sect was destroyed, he had sent some of its disciples across Douluo Continent, preserving the Clear Sky Sect's Core Flame.
As Tang Zhen pondered this, the cell doors opened, and a chaotic set of footsteps echoed down the stairs.
A new batch of prisoners was escorted in.
Tang Zhen and the others looked out through their cells and were immediately shocked.
A group of Clear Sky Sect prisoners had been brought in.
Seeing their faces, Tang Hao's heart immediately sank. He recognized them. They were Clear Sky Sect disciples from the sect's Star Luo Empire branch. They usually kept their Martial Souls hidden and only ran blacksmithing businesses in Star Luo City. He had never expected them to fall into Spirit Hall's hands as well.
A few days later, more prisoners were brought in one after another.
They came from Clear Sky Sect branches throughout the continent. They were the Clear Sky Sect's