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How could Tang Ming not understand Tang Cunfu’s heart that always leaned towards the clan? Among the three representatives, who wasn’t wholeheartedly working for the welfare of the clan?
Being a representative is not an easy job, having to both report the situations faced by the branch clans to the main clan and seek solutions, and also communicate information from the main clan to each branch clan and ensure they comprehend it.
Heavy workload doesn’t equate to having any privileges – wanting wealth ans having to earn it oneself, as well as the need to personally recruit martial artists.
Being a representative of the branch clan may sound intimidating, but it really cos down to hard and tiring work. Yet they find joy in it. Firstly, because no one else is willing to take on such a difficult role, and secondly, because the three of them truly wish to do good for the clan and are willing to make sacrifices.
However, he recognized himself to be two years older than Tang Cunfu and Tang Qi, and the reason he refused to join them in impeaching Tang Zhi was not because he was overly loyal, but because he had worked with Tang Zhi before.
Back when both of them were students at the clan school, he clearly rembered how astonishing Tang Zhi’s strategies were behind his unassuming appearance, the kind of person who ticulously planned every step and moved in a calm and asured way.
He would never believe that Tang Zhi would harm the clan for his own personal gain, but he also could not convince Tang Cunfu and Tang Qi, so he could only stand by as an observer, waiting for the truth to be revealed.
But all of these words, even if spoken, they would probably think he is just making excuses, so he might as well not say them.
Tang Cunfu gathered his thoughts and with an indifferent look, he said to Tang Ming, “The ti for warti regulations has passed. I will once again impeach Tang Zhi at the clan eting tomorrow.”
Tang Ming’s face took a drastic change of color, he gripping the armrest tightly, feeling anxious in his heart. It was such a rush – Oh Cunfu, why go to such lengths? Couldn’t the clan leader be given a little more ti?
“If elder brother is willing to support , you can submit your complaint with tomorrow. If not…” After a pause, Tang Cunfu looked up and said, “I hope that, for the sake of our past sentints, elder brother can remain neutral. I assure you, the Tang Clan under my care will definitely be more splendid than it is in the hands of Tang Zhi!”
Cuiyun Building, the biggest restaurant in West City, was owned by the Wu Family and has a history of 200 years.
As one of the oldest families in Xiling, the Wu family had always been known for their contentnt with small fortunes and lack of ambition. They firmly guarded their restaurant and its secret recipes, did not open shops, did not build trade teams, hence even today the Wu family only had the Cuiyun Building as their sole property. Every clan mber practiced martial arts, yet none of them erged as powerful warriors from the Fierce Realm.
“That’s enough.1‘, was a common phrase often heard amongst the Wu family mbers.
Inside Cuiyun building’s Tianyun Pavilion, Tang Luo sat at the head of the main table, facing an anxious-looking woman who was holding a little girl.
Perhaps due to extre hunger, the little girl was stuffing food into her mouth in the woman’s arms, murmuring, “Mom, you eat too.”
The woman simply shook her head, keeping her fearful eyes on Tang Luo. Nevertheless, her gulping and overflow of saliva showed that she was indeed very hungry.
“Have sothing to eat.” Tang Luo casually encouraged, “If Gong Zheng cos back and we need to escape, you won’t get far with an empty stomach.”
ntioning Gong Zheng, the woman felt a swell of bitterness in her heart and tears slid down her cheeks.
Seeing the two young lords outside the city but not Gong Zheng, she knew her husband had stayed to cover their escape. But how could he survive facing the Martial Artists of the Mi Clan?
As a woman who has no martial arts abilities, the Mi clan of Xiling was no different from divine beings to her.
“I beg you, young master, to save my husband,” pleaded the woman to Tang Luo.
When the little girl in her arms heard her mother’s words, she turned to look at her teary mother. After struggling to swallow the food in her mouth, she said, “Mama, why are you crying? Don’t cry.”
In the child’s heart, her father was always the strongest. She only thought that Gong Zheng was coming a bit later, just as Tang Luo had told her.
While comforting her mother to stop crying, the little girl turned back to ask Tang Luo, “Brother, why hasn’t Papa co back yet?”
Seeing the adorable and innocent little face which sowhat resembled Tang Nuannuan, Tang Luo replied with a smile, “Maybe he’s lost.”
To be honest, he himself wasn’t sure if Gong Zheng could make it back. After all, facing an entire squad of ten Common Realm Warriors, whilst having not eaten or drunk for an entire day, even with a Spirit Armor, he wouldn’t survive if surrounded. It all depended on Gong Zheng’s own fate.
But he couldn’t just tell the little girl, “Your dad might be beaten to death,” how cruel that would be. So he told a white lie.
The little girl nodded thoughtfully and then turned back to say, “Mama, are you waiting for Papa to co back so we could eat together? Then I will wait too-”
Seeing her considerate daughter, despite the tears, the mother felt a warmth in her heart. She hugged the child closer, but the tears wouldn’t stop flowing.
“If you don’t believe Gong can miraculously survive, then you should eat, if not for yourself, then for your child.” Tang Luo had always had little tolerance for won crying in front of him, so he urged her to eat again. His way of persuading people might sound rational, but to another, it was cold and indifferent.
The woman stopped her tears in surprise and stared at Tang Luo. Suddenly, she grabbed a handful of food and started chewing.
Hearing her mom’s chewing, the little girl in her arms looked up and saw the tear-soaked face of her mother eating her food heartily. For reasons unknown, she began crying loudly.
West Suburban Farm
What was once a fertile grassland was now charred black, with traces of burns everywhere. Huge craters scarred the landscape, revealing the black soil below the grass sod.
After escaping the first wave of the Combined Attack Technique, Gong Zheng, clad in black scale armour, charged into the crowd like a giant python, clashing with the Mi clan warriors.
Within a few monts, he had suffered several heavy blows, but he was extrely excited because, as long as the first wave of the Combined Attack Technique didn’t kill him, he had a chance to fight back.
He didn’t rashly create distance from these warriors because dodging wasn’t his strength!
Only by facing death head-on can he fight a bloody way out. Each warrior team consisted of three people. Besides the team leader who was at the peak of the Common realm, the two other team mbers were mostly just ordinary Common Realm warriors.
Even with armour, they weren’t a match for Gong Zheng. The greatest advantage of being in the crowd was that he did not need to be constantly on guard against the Combined Attack Technique. However, these warriors were not easy foes. After a few short clashes, Gong Zheng felt his internal organs shift from the impact.
If it wasn’t for his Spirit Armor being much stronger than those of his opponents, he might already have been captured. Even though he fought with the risk of his life, there was not a single casualty among the prudent warrior teams of the opponents.
Amongst the flurry of fists and feet, those cold stares seed like they were not looking at an opponent, but a chunk of at ready for slaughter..
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