Chapter 633 – The Tang Second Master (1/2)

Chapter 633 – The Tang Second Master

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Tonight, the Orthodox Academy was buzzing with activity. First, Chen Changsheng vanished and the army of the Imperial Court and the cavalry of the Orthodoxy came into conflict with each other. Then, Chen Changsheng returned, but not much later, he disappeared again. In the autumn forest beyond the academy walls came countless miserable screams and terrifying ripples of Qi, yet when the Orthodoxy cavalry, Tang Thirty-Six, and the others hurried over, they saw nothing else other than corpses and blood.

The army of the Imperial court still surrounded the Orthodox Academy. From Hundred Flowers Lane, to the main street, all the way to the walls of the Imperial Palace, people were everywhere, the signs of conflict occasionally visible on the surface of the streets and walls. Tang Thirty-Six stood at the gate of the Orthodox Academy, gazing into the darkness. His handsome face no longer carried any of its usual careless disregard, but was now extremely solemn.

Su Moyu was pacifying the teachers and students while Zhexiu was patrolling with the disciples of South Stream Temple. The gate of the Orthodox Academy was heavily guarded by the Orthodoxy cavalry, and so logically speaking, no person would dare launch an attack here. However, Tang Thirty-Six understood very clearly that the Orthodox Academy could not simply obtain peace—something was certain to occur.

In front of the Orthodox Academy's gate, on the side of an alley, was a tea house. Last autumn, during the All-School Martial Exhibition, Mao Qiuyu and Daoist Siyuan, these two Prefects of the Orthodoxy, would often come here to drink tea in order to ensure that the situation did not get out of control. Tonight, however, it was very obvious that the Li Palace was shrouded in storms, so it was impossible for those two Prefects to be present in the tea house.

But a sound suddenly came from the tea house, the sound of someone coming downstairs.

A person was coming downstairs.

Tang Thirty-Six slightly narrowed his eyes, growing more and more uneasy, feeling that he had heard those footsteps before.

The wooden door of the tea house was pushed open from the inside, the owner of the tea house respectfully sending off a person.

It was a very handsome man, his face somewhat similar to Tang Thirty-Six's, but clearly much older. He could already be considered middle-aged, yet it was still enough for him to charm countless girls.

The Orthodoxy cavalry in front of the gate instantly tensed up. Tonight, with the armies of the Imperial Court guarding the perimeter and the Orthodoxy cavalry guarding within, it was very difficult for a person to approach the Orthodox Academy, yet who could have imagined that between these two powerful factions, a person had been drinking tea in the tea house near the Orthodox Academy for the entire night?

His walking out of the tea house was tantamount to breaking past the surveillance of the Imperial Court and arriving straight at the Orthodox Academy.

When Tang Thirty-Six saw the man, an extremely complex expression appeared on his face.

Beforehand, he had already known that somebody would come, but he had never imagined that it would be him.

This man came from Wenshui. He was the Second Master of the Tang clan.

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”Second Uncle, how did you get here?”

Tang Thirty-Six smiled at the man and asked, but internally, he was abnormally vigilant.

The situation in the capital was so tense that he knew the Wenshui Tangs would send someone, but he had never imagined it would be this man.

This was the person he had least wanted to see his clan send.

The Wenshui Tangs were the head of the Four Great Clans, possessing an unparalleled strength. The name of the Tang Old Master was enough to frighten half the world while the other half would grovel at his feet, but the reputations of the Tang Old Master's three sons did not even come close to his, or even to Tang Thirty-Six's. This was especially the case for the Tang Second Master. Many people didn't even know he existed.

The people of Wenshui City all knew. Every time a traveler from outside would mention Tang Thirty-Six's deeds in the capital and sigh about his hedonistic ways, the people of Wenshui City would also say with extreme disdain, ”When compared that second uncle of his, how can he be called hedonistic? If you want to know how to write the words 'bankrupt the clan', you just need to see the Tang Second Master to know.”

But it was all a pretense.

Only the direct descendants of the Tang clan knew how terrifying the Second Master was.

In the Tang clan, the Second Master had the highest talent in cultivation, and he was the one who had wasted his talent the most thoroughly. Years ago, when the then-Principal of the Heavenly Dao Academy Zhuang Zhihuan paid a visit to Wenshui and met this man, he gave the following evaluation: ”To be able to so squander such shocking talent, this person is truly too frightening.”

This statement seemed utterly baseless, but it was actually the exact opposite.

A person that cared for nothing revered nothing, and this sort of person was the most terrifying.

Tang Thirty-Six was the sole grandson of the Tang clan and so was raised under the close attention of the entire clan, but even he was not willing to meet his second uncle.

Upon coming to the capital, he wasn't even willing to remember that he had such an uncle.

Tonight, the Tang Second Master had come to the capital and come downstairs.

This meant that the Tang clan had come downstairs and that they had taken a most callous stance, used a most merciless method, in this conflict.

This was the matter that Tang Thirty-Six found most unimaginable.

”What does the clan want to do?” he asked again.

The Tang Second Master waved a fan as he took measure of the Orthodox Academy's sights. He looked very much like some foppish young master, yet the words he spoke could never come out of the mouth of a foppish young master.

”It's impossible to stay out of it, so we have to do something. I thought this matter rather interesting, so I came.”

Tang Thirty-Six asked, ”Grandfather wasn't worried that Second Uncle would go crazy?”

The Tang Second Master folded the paper fan with a clap and gripped it in his hand, smiling, ”Besides a madman like me, who can break through such a chaotic situation?”