Tang Xiao was silent for a long time before he spoke. "Great-Grandfather, Brother Hao and Xiao San died one after another. Now the Clear Sky Sect has been destroyed too. An invisible hand must be controlling everything from the shadows."
"We should hide for now, then take our time planning our next move."
"What did you say?!"
Tang Chen whipped around and glared at Tang Xiao, his eyes blazing with anger at his lack of resolve. "You useless fool! After all this, all you can think of is retreating and running away?!"
"Great-Grandfather, I'm not trying to run!"
"I'm not afraid to die. I'm afraid the Clear Sky legacy will end here, and our bloodline will vanish from this world!"
"Coward!"
Tang Chen gave a cold snort.
This useless fool actually wants to run.
But he has a point. Once he keeps trying to persuade me for a while, I'll reluctantly agree.
Tang Xiao, however, clearly failed to see what Tang Chen was thinking.
He wanted to argue, but after his lips moved a few times, he swallowed his words and lowered his head in silence.
So be it.
The Clear Sky Sect is gone. Our clansmen are all dead. If I must die, then so be it.
When Tang Xiao remained silent, Tang Chen grew dissatisfied again.
That idiot. Why did he stop trying to persuade me?
As the air between them grew heavy, a cold voice suddenly rang out:
"Thinking of running?"
In an instant, Tang Chen and Tang Xiao went rigid and looked around nervously.
A tall figure strolled out from behind a tree.
The moment he saw the man's face, Tang Xiao cried out in shock, "Yang Wushuang?! What are you doing here?"
"Tang Chen, Tang Xiao. It's been a long time."
Yang Wushuang looked at