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"Good morning, Boss."
Seeing that Lin Xiao's Little Shop had finally opened, a man in a black cloak walked over.
"Morning."
Lin Xiao greeted him, then asked, "And you are?"
"It's me, Tang Xiao."
As Tang Xiao spoke, he revealed his somewhat haggard face.
Lin Xiao asked in surprise, "What have you been through lately? You look as though you've aged ten years."
Tang Xiao glanced left and right. "It's a long story. Boss Lin, may I come inside to talk?"
Lin Xiao nodded and stepped aside. "Please come in."
Tang Xiao gave Lin Xiao a grateful look and hurried into the Little Shop.
"Alas, not only has the Clear Sky Sect recently suffered a devastating slaughter, but all my painstaking searches for our ancestor and Brother Hao have come to nothing."
"But if the Clear Sky Sect is to rise again, one hand alone cannot clap."
Tang Xiao's face was full of worry.
A strange look flashed through Lin Xiao's eyes. Had the Clear Sky Sect really fallen that far?
"Boss, I've come to ask for your help this time. I want to know where our ancestor and Brother Hao are."
Tang Xiao had only turned to Lin Xiao because he was truly out of options.
After Qian Daoliu's battle with Tang Chen, he had tried his hardest to track Tang Chen down, but had failed to catch up.
Not long afterward, however, he had received a letter from Tang Hao asking for help. Tang Hao wanted the sect to send people to support a fallen prince and rebuild the Clear Sky Sect through the Star Luo Empire.
After that, there had been no further word.
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