"Duke Lin, you know Xiao San is my second brother's son."
Having recovered somewhat, Tang Yuehua activated her Talent Domain—Noble Ring.
The gentle, natural power of the domain restored some of her reason and clarity. In a tone that was half persuasion and half threat, she said to Lin Rong:
"Xiao San has the Clear Sky Sect behind him. Don't you think you've gone too far by pressing him like this?"
"Besides, debts have their creditors. Xiao San was merely standing up for his subordinate; that is his duty as the Tang Sect Master."
"Bai He is already dead, and you've taught Xiao San a lesson as well. Why not stop here? It would be good for both your Lin Family and our Clear Sky Sect."
Clearly, Tang Yuehua had regained some rationality—but not much.
Her every other word was "Clear Sky Sect," and Niu Gao's old face had already darkened like coal.
"Is that so?" Lin Rong put on a look of sudden realization and sneered, "So the Tang Sect is a subordinate sect of the Clear Sky Sect! My apologies, my apologies!"
"But why have I heard that the Tang Sect is an independent sect?"
"Madam Yue, surely you aren't trying to fool me?"
Tang Yuehua had not recovered much of her reason to begin with. At Lin Rong's words, she immediately lost her composure and spoke her true thoughts aloud:
"Yes, that's right."
"My second brother, my eldest brother, and I—among the three of us, Xiao San is our only descendant."
"No matter what, Xiao San is the sole heir to the position of Clear Sky Sect Master."
"Therefore, Xiao San is not only the Tang Sect Master, but also the future master of the Clear Sky Sect."
"When the master is strong and the subordinate weak,