Hidden Affection

Men did not shed tears lightly, unless they had reached the depths of sorrow.

The sect's current state and their father's passing were scars in Tang Hao's heart that would never heal.

Tang Yuehua's heart shattered as she watched her second brother silently weep.

She knew that her second brother must have endured unimaginable hardship over the years. She stopped pressing for details and merely held his cold hand tightly, trying to pass on a trace of warmth and strength.

"Second Brother, let the past stay in the past. Now that you're back, that's enough," Tang Yuehua comforted him softly.

"Rest here and recover for now. Moonlight Pavilion is safe; no one will find this place. As for your injuries..." Her worried gaze fell upon Tang Hao again.

Tang Hao waved a hand. The movement tugged at his internal injuries, making him frown slightly, but he still forced himself to speak. "It's nothing. Just minor injuries. A few days of rest will be enough."

He had roamed the continent for many years and suffered more grievous injuries than he could count. Although Ring Detonation had badly damaged his vitality this time, he believed that as long as he did not die, he would recover eventually. It was merely a matter of time.

The room fell into a brief silence, broken only by the somewhat heavy breathing of the two of them.

Tang Hao hesitated for a moment. His bloodshot eyes turned toward Tang Yuehua, carrying a faint hope that was difficult to detect.

At last, he spoke and asked the true purpose of his visit. "Yuehua, do you have that kind of medicinal pill here?"

Tang Hao paused, feeling that he had not made himself clear enough, then added, "I have two children. One is called Tang San, and the