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After understanding the whole situation, Tang Ming looked at the silent Su Ran and the expressionless Li Qianchen. Without saying anything, he pulled the confused junior brother to follow the disciple to a simple and elegant small pavilion.

The maidservants in front of the pavilion were in a hurry with their makeup on, causing the pavilion to have no Jianghu atmosphere. Instead, it looked like a small pavilion that was filled with the sound of bells ringing.

She was clearly in a hurry, but when she saw Su Rong, she still gave a casual bow. Luo Ling was dazzled as he asked, "How did you people from the Pure Wind House train them?"

"They are not from the Pure Wind House." Li Qianchen interrupted, "The origins of the Pure Wind House are not simple."

"They're people that uncle and grandpa brought over." Su Rong did not mind Li Qian Chen revealing the secret of the Pure Wind House and openly said, "Don't underestimate them because they are too weak. These people are the true servants of death."

"Young Noble Su, you don't need to tell me these things." Tang Ming withdrew his gaze from the servant girl.

"Even if I didn't say it, you would have seen it." Su Rong glanced at Tang Ming indifferently. It gave Tang Ming the illusion that he had been seen through. He turned around and walked towards the small pavilion with large strides.

Tang Ming was shocked, but he didn't say anything as he followed Su Rong.

Xu Miao, who was still in a daze, saw a familiar figure and happily opened her arms. "Senior Martial Brother!"

Luo Ling hurriedly received his junior sister, who was rushing over with tears and snot streaming down her face, "Junior sister!"

The ivy on Tang Ming's forehead sprouted out as he looked at his junior brother and junior sister crying together. He then looked at Su Rong, who was also staring at Luo Ling, and said, "Junior brother is being rude."

Su Rong, "…"

Su Rong thought for a moment and walked in front of Luo Ling. Before Tang Ming could do anything, she had already pulled Xu Miao into her embrace. With a cold expression, she looked at Luo Ling and asked, "What are you doing?"

"What's going on?" Duan Yanran pulled open the pearl curtain and saw the messy living room.

Su Rong put down Xu Miao and bowed respectfully, but her back was ramrod straight as she said, "Greetings Madam."

"Why are there so many people?" Duan Yanran gracefully sat at the head of the table. The step on her head shook gently, especially the butterfly that was on it, as if it was about to fly away.

"They are my aunt's seniors." Su Rong replied with a straight face. After she finished speaking, she glared fiercely at Tang Ming and his brother.

This was the first time that Su Rong revealed her feelings after Tang Ming met Su Rong.

"Oh." Duan Yanran's delicate hand swept across her black hair before looking at Tang Ming and Luo Ling. She suddenly smiled and said, "It's Zhong Lingxiu. Someone, come and give …" Sit down, please. "

Tang Ming looked at Duan Yanran and said, "You're nagging."

"This time?" Duan Yanran covered her mouth and smiled. She did not look like the carefree children of the martial arts world, nor like the jade from a small family in the countryside. Instead, she wore a noble and graceful smile on her face.

"A guest?" Su Jinyun walked out from the house with a disposition that made even Tang Ming feel stunned.

It looked like layers upon layers of lotus flowers, pure and noble, especially the red plum blossom mark at the corner of his eyes.

"I just heard it. Huanhuan's senior brother?" Su Jinyun looked at the three people other than Su Rong and Li Qianchen and retreated without leaving a trace behind. Su Jinyun was startled for a moment before he smiled and finally shifted his gaze to Tang Ming, "Huanhuan, thank you for taking care of me all these years."

Tang Ming's eyes darkened, but he was not afraid. "You flatter me, Senior. Miao Miao is my junior sister. This is what I should do."

Su Jinyun raised his eyebrows. "Whose disciple are you?"

"My master's surname is Chu, and his name is Jun." Although Tang Ming was very respectful, he wasn't afraid in the slightest.

It was just like a normal chat.

"His disciple, ah. That's a bit troublesome." Su Jinyun did not finish the previous paragraph, and quickly changed the topic, "I didn't expect Chu Jungran to be such a nobody. Your disciple is first-rate."

"Please be careful, senior." Tang Ming raised his head and forced a smile, "No matter what, my master is still the Sect Leader of the Cloud Sky Sect. He is this junior's master."

"That's true." Su Jinyun no longer said anything and instead waved towards Xu Miao, "Huanhuan, come to daddy."

Xu Miao held Luo Ling's thigh and shook her head at Tang Ming.

Tang Ming sighed, "I wonder how Senior is so certain that Miao Miao is your missing daughter."

"Very simple." Su Jinyun pointed to the plum blossom mark at the corner of his eyes and said, "In my line, from my maternal grandfather onwards, there will be a plum blossom mark. In the palm of my daughter's hand, there will also be half of a plum blossom mark."

Tang Ming recalled that there was indeed a plum blossom mark on Xu Miao's right hand. He nodded and asked a second question, "Even so, Senior doesn't seem to care about Miao that much. Why are you in such a hurry to recognize him?"

After all, when they entered, Xu Miao was left alone in the hall. It could be seen that Su Jinyun and Duan Yanran didn't care too much about their daughter. If Xu Miao's parents truly loved her, Tang Ming wouldn't object to his junior apprentice sister recognizing her as her ancestor.

"Say that again!" Even though Duan Yanran's voice was not loud, it was extremely oppressive, causing people to tremble with fear.

"Yanran, calm down." Su Jinyun looked at Tang Ming, "Since you're a disciple of the Heavenly Cloud Sect, then you'll find out sooner or later. There's no harm in telling you about it."

"The reason why I'm not accompanying Huanhuan in the hall is because of my identity." Su Jinyun took a sip of tea and said, "I don't want Huanhuan to be exposed in front of others before I finish setting it up."

"Identity?" Tang Ming looked up in confusion.

"I came from the heavens. Ten years ago, I climbed out of the throne on the dragon's lair." Su Jinyun spat out a few unfathomable words, and after understanding them, he flipped the tea over in fright.

Tang Ming also drank a cup of tea to quell his shock. Even Luo Ling's eyes were wide open.

The sky, the dragon's lair, the throne, the real dragon.

"My child doesn't have to be Huanhuan. She also has an elder brother who is a few years older than all of you this year." Su Jinyun smiled as he looked at Tang Ming, "Now that I'm here, who will take over my power and authority? I believe that you're a smart person and should be able to understand what I mean by 'Huanhuan'."

Tang Ming naturally understood Su Jinyun's meaning. As a father, his position would naturally be taken by his own child, and if Miao Miao's biological brother really was that position, then Xu Miao's identity would be obvious.

"Therefore, for Huanhuan's safety, we do not have any plans to reclaim Huanhuan." Duan Yanran drank a cup of tea and replied with a calm expression, "Six years ago, it was because of her elder brother that Huanhuan … "Right now, Huanhuan's older brother has yet to settle the matter. None of us wish for the incident from six years ago to occur again."

"So that's how it is." Tang Ming seemed to be deep in thought.

"Let Huanhuan accompany us for a while." Su Jinyun looked at Tang Ming, "At that time, even if you don't ask me, I will send Huanhuan to the Heavenly Cloud Sect."