"People from Spirit Hall? What are they doing here now?" Tang Yuehua frowned slightly and snapped, "Guards, stop them outside."
Tang Hao fell silent. He walked over to Tang San and sat beside him, his head lowered as he said dejectedly, "Yuehua, it seems I can only take Little San away from here. I think Spirit Hall has discovered my whereabouts. If I stay any longer, I'll certainly cause you a great deal of trouble."
"The world is so vast. Is there truly nowhere outside Slaughter City for Tang Hao and his son to find shelter?"
"Brother, don't say that." Tang Yuehua froze for a moment, her voice trembling. Then her expression darkened, and she continued, "Brother Hao, come back to the sect with me. If the three of us siblings work together, I refuse to believe we can't stand against Spirit Hall."
"With your strength, this Platinum Bishop couldn't possibly be your match. If he dares barge in, we'll finish him off."
Tang Hao slowly walked to the center of the hall, then said with his back to Tang Yuehua, "Yuehua, my heart is dead. I lost that drive I once had long ago. The moment Ah Yin died, my heart went with her."
"I've placed all my hopes in Little San, yet for all the vastness of heaven and earth, there's nowhere for the two of us to find shelter. If I really kill this Platinum Bishop today, will you still be able to remain in Heaven Dou City afterward? You're the only direct descendant of the sect who can still move about openly. Even if I don't think of myself, I have to think of the sect."
Tang Hao stood there quietly, his back looking so lonely. Then he continued, "There's something else, Yuehua. In recent years-or