Seeing that the atmosphere had turned a little awkward, Dai Mubai instinctively said, "Xiao San, you made Fatty the Tang Sect's deputy sect master and even put him in charge of the Martial Hall. What about me? You haven't forgotten your big brother, have you?"
"I could forget anyone else, but never you, big brother. You'll be a deputy sect master too, and the Disciplinary Hall will be under your command."
Tang San also understood that Dai Mubai was trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. He forced a smile as he spoke.
"The Disciplinary Hall?"
Dai Mubai said thoughtfully, "If I'm not mistaken, this Disciplinary Hall should be responsible for punishing Tang Sect disciples who break the rules."
"Haha, exactly! You're exceptionally sharp, big brother!"
A hint of a smile appeared on Tang San's face as he spoke.
"Xiao San, are you upstairs?"
Just as everyone was enjoying the warm atmosphere, an urgent voice suddenly rang out from outside.
"Pavilion Mistress, Young Master Tang San is on the top floor."
Before the servant could finish, Tang Yuehua had already swept in like a whirlwind.
The moment she saw Tang San, she was overjoyed and said impatiently, "Something terrible has happened. The poison in Xue Ye has flared up again. I'm afraid he really isn't going to make it."
"What?"
On the top floor of the Moonlight Pavilion, everyone except Tang San cried out at once, stunned by the sudden news.
Emperor Xue Ye wasn't going to make it?
This news meant something different to each of them.
For Tang San, it was a perfect opportunity to expose Qian Renxue's scheme and help Xue Beng ascend the throne.
For Dai Mubai, this was undoubtedly good news.
If Emperor Xue Ye died, the situation across the entire continent would be turned upside