Yan Biao looked up in confusion. "Master, have you gone stupid? Who doesn't have a head under their hair?"
Rao Baoyue froze for a moment, then stopped scolding Yan Biao.
No sorrow was greater than a heart that had died.
She had given up on her third disciple. This was all retribution...
With a soft sigh, Rao Baoyue asked again to make sure, "Is there any more bad news?"
"Master, you like hearing this stuff?" Yan Biao chimed in.
Bang!
Yan Biao took flight from where he stood a second time, seemingly flying even farther this time.
The bare Undying Wood also fell to the ground.
The Heaven-Earth Creation Cauldron trembled at that moment, stirring a thought in Tang Yan's mind. Could the Undying Wood still be saved?
"No more bad news!" Sun Long replied.
"Mm. Show Tang Yan all the duties. Give him whatever work you can hand over, and don't worry about tiring him out.
"You won't need to do miscellaneous chores anymore. Focus on practicing your Pill Arts," Rao Baoyue said.
Sun Long could not help feeling overjoyed. Neither his second junior brother nor his third junior brother ever gave him a moment's peace. Normally, he handled every affair on Clear Sky Peak, large and small, leaving him frantically overwhelmed.
Now Tang Yan seemed like a normal person. With him managing things, Sun Long would have far less to worry about. He hurriedly replied, "I'll be sure to teach Junior Brother properly!"
Rao Baoyue pointed at Tang Yan. "Keep your third senior brother in line. From now on, if Yan Biao causes trouble, you'll be held responsible!"
Tang Yan: "..."
"The same goes for your second senior brother!" Rao Baoyue added.
Tang Yan's head swam. What virtue or ability did he possess to manage this sleeping dragon