Tang Yuehua's heart ached at the sight of her elder brother's wretched state. She hurried to Sunday's side and pleaded.
"Sir, please let my elder brother go. He didn't mean it. This was my fault, my mistake. Please don't blame him. I'm begging you."
Seeing Tang Yuehua weeping like pear blossoms drenched in rain, Tang Xiao struggled to rise, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not move an inch.
"Yuehua, don't do this."
Behind him, Tang Lie wore an indignant expression as he addressed Tang Yuehua.
"What are you doing? You're a member of the Tang Family! How can you bow and scrape to someone else? Get up! Even if we die, our elder brothers will avenge us!"
Sunday could only marvel at Tang Lie's words. He sighed.
"Why bother? You're only asking to suffer. If you weren't still useful..."
With a wave of Sunday's hand, Tang Xiao and Tang Lie immediately rose from the ground.
As soon as Tang Lie stood, the Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand, and soul rings emerged beneath his feet.
"Tang Lie! I am the sect master!"
Seeing that Tang Lie still intended to fight beyond his capabilities, Tang Xiao's expression changed, and he bellowed.
Tang Xiao's roar brought Tang Lie back to his senses through his anger, and he hurriedly withdrew his martial soul.
Seeing her elder brother on his feet, Tang Yuehua quickly wiped away her tears and ran to Tang Xiao's side.
"Brother, are you all right? Where are you hurt?"
Tang Xiao shook his head, then cupped his hands toward Sunday.
"I acted rashly."
Sunday stood and glanced at the two men.
"You should count yourselves lucky that I'm in a good mood today. Cherish the time you have."
With that, Sunday left the Moonlight Pavilion