Tang Wanqian suddenly raised his hand and slapped Tang Kun.
Unexpectedly, Tang Kun didnât 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 doesnât know whatâs going on. I was muddle-headed for a long time, and only just now did I suddenly become clear. If anything has happened, itâs Kunkunâs dereliction of duty. You can beat me or scold me, just donât 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, whatâs with that person?"
Yang Ruxin shook her head: "I donât know." He said he just woke up, meaning 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 donât know either, but we can wait and watch for now." If someone 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 didnât 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 members at the door, "Why arenât you calling them here? The Sect Leader has returned, hurry and pay respects."
The people below showed hesitant expressions.
"Whatâs going on?" Tang Kun asked harshly.
The sect members glanced at each other â werenât those two elders locked in the Stone Chamber? How could they let them out?
"Donât ask them, they are here." At this moment, Dao Xuzi and Ming Guang, who had quietly left earlier, returned, with Ming Guang holding a person in each hand â it was Elder Xuan and Elder Ming.
"Sect Leader." Elder Xuan and Elder Ming were clearly tormented, now both skin and bones, and looked like ghosts. But upon seeing Tang Wanqian, they collapsed in tears, "We always knew youâd be safe and would come back..."
"You guys..." Tang Kun looked at them in horror, took a few steps forward, "How did you become like this? Who did this?"
Elder Ming turned his head and glared angrily at Tang Kun: "Tang Kun, isnât this all thanks to you?"
"I..." Tang Kun grabbed his hair, "I donât know." Then he continued kowtowing to Tang Wanqian, expressing his ignorance and confusion,
"Hmph." Elder Xuan snorted coldly, "Whether you know or not, itâs not for you to say."
"Elder Xuan, you watched me grow up. Although Iâm not capable, I would never commit the unfilial deed of betraying my master." Tang Kun looked at Elder Xuan with pain, "Iâm 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 donât know. What happened back then? What on earth is going on?"