Tang Wanqian suddenly raised his hand and slapped Tang Kun.
Unexpectedly, Tang Kun didn’t dodge, and with a loud slap, he took the hit solidly. That side of his face instantly swelled and reddened.
Yu Qingge even instinctively turned her head aside.
"You..."
"Master." Tang Kun knelt on the ground again, "Kunkun also doesn’t know what’s going on. I was muddle-headed for a long ti, and only just now did I suddenly beco clear. If anything has happened, it’s Kunkun’s dereliction of duty. You can beat or scold , just don’t be angry..."
Tang Wanqian was conflicted. If he were still as ruthless as before, he could have killed him. But now, he was also confused.
At the door, Yu Qingge moved next to Yang Ruxin: "Sister, what’s with that person?"
Yang Ruxin shook her head: "I don’t know." He said he just woke up, aning he was controlled before? But why does that explanation seem so unreliable? After all, whether in Beijing or during the Martial Arts Gathering, there was no sign he was being controlled.
"Should we believe him?"
Yang Ruxin shook her head again: "I don’t know either, but we can wait and watch for now." If soone is acting, they will eventually reveal a flaw.
Yu Qingge furrowed her small face and looked towards the hall.
"Where are Elder Ming and Elder Xuan?" Tang Wanqian didn’t want to entangle with irrelevant matters anymore and turned to sit on the huanghuali Taishi chair covered with tiger skin in the main seat. He had been sitting in this chair for decades, and the tiger skin was a gift from Qianqian and his son-in-law after hunting a tiger. But later... alas, what a sin.
"They should be in their own courtyard?" Tang Kun looked puzzled and turned to the sect mbers at the door, "Why aren’t you calling them here? The Sect Leader has returned, hurry and pay respects."
The people below showed hesitant expressions.
"What’s going on?" Tang Kun asked harshly.
The sect mbers glanced at each other — weren’t those two elders locked in the Stone Chamber? How could they let them out?
"Don’t ask them, they are here." At this mont, Dao Xuzi and Ming Guang, who had quietly left earlier, returned, with Ming Guang holding a person in each hand — it was Elder Xuan and Elder Ming.
"Sect Leader." Elder Xuan and Elder Ming were clearly tornted, now both skin and bones, and looked like ghosts. But upon seeing Tang Wanqian, they collapsed in tears, "We always knew you’d be safe and would co back..."
"You guys..." Tang Kun looked at them in horror, took a few steps forward, "How did you beco like this? Who did this?"
Elder Ming turned his head and glared angrily at Tang Kun: "Tang Kun, isn’t this all thanks to you?"
"I..." Tang Kun grabbed his hair, "I don’t know." Then he continued kowtowing to Tang Wanqian, expressing his ignorance and confusion,
"Hmph." Elder Xuan snorted coldly, "Whether you know or not, it’s not for you to say."
"Elder Xuan, you watched grow up. Although I’m not capable, I would never commit the unfilial deed of betraying my master." Tang Kun looked at Elder Xuan with pain, "I’m not that beastly."
"Then how did the Sect Leader disappear back then? And what did you say when you returned? Hmph!"
"I..." Tang Kun looked utterly bewildered, "I don’t know. What happened back then? What on earth is going on?"
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