Upon hearing Sunday's plan, Tang Yuehua immediately covered her mouth in surprise.
"Sir, are you planning to use yourself as bait? Wouldn't that be too dangerous? My elder brother is no weakling."
"But he still can't beat me, can he?"
Hearing Sunday's reply, Tang Yuehua instinctively nodded. That was indeed a fact.
Back then, Sunday had subdued both Tang Xiao and the Seventh Elder in an instant, which was more than enough to prove how absurdly powerful he was.
But at the thought of Sunday risking himself, facing all the Clear Sky Sect's Titled Douluos alone, Tang Yuehua still couldn't help worrying.
Part of her feared that if Tang Xiao and the others surrounded and attacked Sunday again, then failed, they would be guilty of a capital offense and become enemies of the entire Heaven Dou Empire.
The other part worried for Sunday. His strength was plain for all to see, and many even called him the strongest person of this era on the Douluo Continent.
After all, a feat like suppressing the Clear Sky Douluo with a single hand could only befit the strongest of the age.
But even a horse could stumble. If Sunday became distracted and they seized that opening, it would be a fatal weakness.
"Sir, wouldn't this be too risky? Why not take a safer approach and report this to Emperor Xue Ye? Perhaps he could offer some help.
"At the very least, doesn't the imperial family have the Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo? There's no harm in asking him for help."
Although Sunday knew Tang Yuehua was only concerned for him, he still narrowed his eyes.
His expression remained as calm as a gentle breeze, without a ripple of disturbance, but his hand kept turning his teacup.
"Oh? Where did Hall Master Tang learn that