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Tang Rou'er looked at her aunt in the main seat and looked at Tang Ming, who had no expression at all. Finally, she looked at the silent Servant Zheng who was following behind her aunt Tang Ning and tried to shrink herself into a ball.

"Servant Zheng, take Rou'er away." Tang Ning also saw Tang Rou'er's uneasiness as he lightly instructed the silent Servant Zheng.

"Yes." Servant Zheng silently looked at Tang Rou'er, who let out a breath of relief.

After throwing a "I wish you good luck" emoji at Tang Ming, he hopped up and down with Servant Zheng and left.

"Where have you been all these years?" To calm his nerves, Downing took a sip of hot tea.

"Cloud Sky Sect." Tang Ming did not try to conceal anything. As soon as Tang Ming finished speaking, the table under Tang Ning's hand shattered into dust.

"Chu Junran raised you?" Tang Ning suddenly thought of something and said: "You didn't come here to beg for the Blood Jade Flower, did you?"

Tang Ning's gaze was like an eagle's. It was as if if if Tang Ming said a word, she could make Tang Ming act like he was at the same table as before.

"Yes." Even under Tang Ning's gaze, Tang Ming chose not to hide it. He only added on at the end, "But my fragrance is just like before, Master and Martial Uncle don't know about it."

"Hmm?" Tang Ning, who was about to get angry, paused and looked at Tang Ming, "If it's not Chu Junran or Gu Han, then the only thing left to do is to laugh at the spring breeze."

Tang Ming remained silent and silently agreed.

"He, he's planning to threaten me." Even though Tang Ning said this, his face was ice-cold as if he had encountered something disgusting.

However, this was indeed a disgusting act. In comparison to the time when the Tang family was exterminated, Chu Tianjiao was the murderer.

For so many years, Tang Ning had never wanted to meet his friends who grew up together. Whether it was Chun Feng or Chu Junran, let alone … That Su Ziyue who had completely hurt her.

She just stayed in this area and didn't care about anything. If Tang Rou'er wasn't here, Tang Ning would probably be sitting here right now.

Tang Ning knew his own personality and was terrifyingly stubborn, especially after the annihilation of the Tang clan. Tang Ning was like a madman. Apart from the members of the Tang clan, he could not recognize anyone else.

All these years, those people had kept the news of Tang Ming's survival a secret. They were probably worried that they had gone crazy again.

"There are people from the Heavenly Cloud Sect from the Tang Family Castle. Even Chu Jungran's fifteen years were kept by him, and he was also connected to Xiang Ru. The moment he met with trouble, the Blood Jade Flower was sent over. It should be fine now, so you don't have to worry." Tang Ning waved his hand, and the group silently replaced the table that Tang Ning had broken with a new one.

Tang Ming slightly widened his eyes. Tang Ning retracted his spirit, and calmly asked like a benevolent woman, "You're very surprised?"

Tang Ming shook his head. "Aunt is different from what I remember."

"You still have memories of your childhood?" Tang Ning suddenly looked at Tang Ming as if he had seen through him.

Tang Ming shook his head, "It was a coincidence. I was caught in a cloud of dust during an experiential learning. In my dream, my aunt was a very serious person."

Tang Ming hesitated for a moment before suddenly smiling, "I also seem to be very afraid of Auntie."

Is that so?

Tang Ning waved his hand, "Go out and take a look at that crazy little girl Rou'er. Servant Zheng probably can't manage her by himself, so I want to be alone."

"Yes."

Tang Ming didn't resist. He saluted and left.

Downing suddenly closed his eyes, thinking about his old self.

Stubborn and crazy, he could even disregard his own son.

And now, she had completely calmed down and was not interested in anything at all. Even the people she once felt the most unforgivable could be calmly saved.

This was probably what it meant by 'nothing more than a dead heart'.

Tang Ning forced out a smile. After the madness had passed, she, Tang Ning, had actually not left anything behind either.

Tang Ning had lived a peaceful life, and she was probably destined to live up to the expectations of her seniors.

Tang Ming walked out of his room and saw a person sneaking around. Tang Ming looked and saw that it was Tang Rou.

There was no one following him.

"Little Big Brother, are you alright?" When Tang Rou saw Tang Ming come out, she immediately went up. Seeing that Tang Ming was fine, she patted her chest: "It's okay. I didn't lose an arm or a leg."

Tang Ming laughed, "Why do you say that?"

Tang Rou'er stared blankly at him for a moment and then giggled, "Little big brother you're really very good-looking."

The more Tang Ming looked at Tang Rou'er's cute appearance, the more he found her cute.

This was his sister.

Tang Ming didn't say anything, but Tang Rou'er realized that she seemed to be a bit too unreserved. Her face was as red as an apple, and she quickly changed the topic: "Because aunt doesn't seem to be very friendly to the people outside. I remember that seven years ago, there was a brother called Brother Fifteen who came to beg aunt for something.

Fifteen?

On the tenth day of the first semester, it couldn't be that fifteen from his master's side, right?

Tang Rou saw Tang Ming's taciturn expression and thought Tang Ming didn't believe her. She then said, "Let me tell you, don't you believe that your aunt has killed several disciples of the Pure Wind House, and even left some rules regarding 'disciples and beasts of the Pure Wind House are not allowed in'. But how did the Pure Wind House offend your aunt to make her so angry?"

"You know a disciple of the Pure Wind House?" Tang Ming looked at Tang Rou'er.

He had thought that Tang Rou'er's naive and innocent appearance should not have emitted such a fragrance.

"No, I heard it from Servant Zheng." Tang Rou'er replied matter-of-factly.

"This is to say, where did that man called Servant Zheng go?" Tang Ming, under Tang Rou'er's reminder, had an evil taste in his mouth as he teased her.

Tang Rou stuck out her tongue, but was not coaxed by Tang Ming: "Brother Zheng Nu can't control me, I called him to help me pick the Mantas Shahua. That flower was pretty, but my aunt said it was bad luck and I was not allowed to raise it."

Mandala?

For some reason, Tang Ming suddenly thought of Red Cherry. He felt that Red Cherry should be a good match for the Black Mandara Flower.

Tang Ming was frightened by his own sudden thought. He didn't understand why his thoughts would suddenly run to Red Cherry.

"That's right, little big brother, do you want to see the blood-red jade flower?" Tang Rou'er didn't notice that Tang Ming was abnormal. Instead, she intimately approached Tang Ming: "I can take little brother to see."

Tang Ming looked at this young girl in front of him who was even more naive and adorable than if she were in his dreams. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "She's fine, right?"

"No, aunt has always been reluctant to punish me." Tang Rou'er laughed so hard that her dimples were almost popping out, making her look especially cute. "Moreover, I don't know why, but I always feel like little big brother feels very familiar. I have a very familiar feeling about him."

Tang Ming was stunned, then he smiled.

It seemed direct accuracy was their specialty.

Worthy of being his sister.