Then a figure Lu Qian knew very well stepped down from the carriage Tang San was driving.
Lu Qian looked closely. It was actually Tang Yuehua!
In an instant, the sequence of events flashed through Lu Qian's mind. Clearly, while he was away, Tang San had met Tang Yuehua ahead of time because the Plot Force had corrected the plot.
The reason was probably simple: the Clear Sky Sect had still beaten him to the punch and notified Tang Yuehua first. Tang Yuehua and Tang San were clearly traveling to the Clear Sky Sect to seek refuge.
The instant Tang Yuehua appeared, both she and Lu Qian fell silent.
Tang San, however, kept urging Tang Yuehua to return to the carriage, afraid that Lu Qian would lay a hand on her.
What Tang San did not know was that Lu Qian had already "laid hands" on Tang Yuehua long ago.
"Aunt, hurry back inside. I can handle this myself!"
Tang San's gaze turned fierce, as though he intended to fight Lu Qian to the death.
But Tang San himself knew how that battle would end. He would certainly be fighting to his death; for Lu Qian, it would merely be a fight.
Tang Yuehua glanced at Tang San, then looked at Lu Qian and sighed softly.
She herself did not know why she had ended up encountering Lu Qian, this bane of her existence.
Only now did Tang Yuehua realize that she should have foreseen this scene long ago.
Lu Qian was Spirit Hall's Holy Son, while Tang Hao and Tang San, father and son, and even the entire Clear Sky Sect were hostile toward Spirit Hall.
Thus, with Tang Yuehua herself caught in Lu Qian's tender embrace, an awkward situation like this had been inevitable.
And if it was