Chapter 183 Tang Yuehua Visits Blue Tyrant Academy
Heaven Dou City, at the entrance of Blue Tyrant Academy.
The afternoon sun blazed fiercely, shining brightly on the four large characters "Blue Tyrant Academy" on the academy gate.
At this moment, a carriage slowly pulled up.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was deathly silent.
Liu Erlong leaned against the carriage wall, staring blankly out the window. Her once fiery black eyes were now only a desolate gray.
Xiao Gang...
Why... did you do this to me...
Jiang Bai’s words echoed repeatedly in her mind.
"Yu Xiaogang said that he actually loves Bibi Dong the most."
"As for Liu Erlong, he only approached her because he had no one to protect him at the time. It was just for fun."
"Besides, he said Liu Erlong has a very fiery temper, and he couldn’t stand it."
Just for fun...
Liu Erlong has a fiery temper, and he couldn’t stand it...
These two sentences were like a dull knife, cutting back and forth in her heart.
It hurt.
It hurt terribly.
It hurt so much that she could hardly breathe.
She remembered those days twenty years ago.
Back then, the three of them formed the Golden Triangle, venturing across the continent together, experiencing life and death together. She thought those were the happiest times of her life.
She thought Xiaogang truly loved her.
She thought those vows made under the moonlit flowers were real.
But in the end, it was all just for fun?
Liu Erlong closed her eyes, tears glistening in the corners.
But she didn’t cry out.
She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms.
Sitting opposite her, Tang San was equally silent.
His face was pale, his eyes vacant, as if his soul had been ripped from his body.
Teacher... was gone.
he eloped with Bibi Dong.
This news was crueler than any possibility he had anticipated.
He had originally thought that his teacher had been captured by Jiang Bai, tortured, and her fate unknown. He had vowed to rescue his teacher and make Jiang Bai pay.
But now?
His teacher hadn’t been captured; he had voluntarily gone with Bibi Dong.
His teacher hadn’t been tortured; he had eloped.
Then what about all his suffering, his struggles, his desperate cultivation these past few days?
What did he mean by that?
Tang San’s hands clenched into fists.
He didn’t know who to hate.
Hate his teacher? But he had taught him so much, given him so much.
Hate Bibi Dong? But why should she care about his own feelings?
Hate Jiang Bai? But were Jiang Bai’s words true or false?
He didn’t know.
He only knew that he was currently very confused... very confused.
The carriage slowly came to a stop.
"Dean, we’ve arrived at the academy."
The coachman’s voice came from outside.
Liu Erlong opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to appear normal.
Just then...
"Dean!"
A voice came from outside the carriage.
It was the voice of the teacher on duty at the gate.
"Tang Yuehua, the head of Yuexuan Pavilion, has something to discuss with you. She’s been here for several days, waiting at the gate every day."
Liu Erlong was slightly taken aback.
Tang Yuehua?
She lifted the curtain and looked towards the academy gate.
There, indeed, was an exquisite carriage parked.
The carriage, crafted entirely from rosewood and adorned with exquisite carvings, with tasseled curtains draped the windows, was clearly not something an ordinary family could afford.
Beside the carriage stood a woman.
She possessed an air of elegance and refinement.
She appeared to be only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, yet her eyes held a profound and serene depth, as if they had seen through the world, far beyond the reach of a woman her age.
The silver palace-style gown she wore fit her perfectly, exuding elegance.
A matching silk sash tied around her waist, accentuating her slender figure. Her long, dark hair was styled in a high bun, secured with a white jade hairpin, revealing her smooth forehead and long, graceful neck.
Tang Yuehua.
The Master of Yuexuan Pavilion, the most renowned master of etiquette in Heaven Dou City, a guest of honor sought after by countless noble youths.
Of course, she also possessed an identity known only to a select few: the younger sister of Tang Xiao, the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, and the younger sister of Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo.
Tang Yuehua seemed to sense Liu Erlong’s gaze. She turned and looked towards the carriage.
Then, she walked gracefully towards it.
Her steps were elegant and composed, each one seemingly measured, her skirt swaying gently with her movements like rippling water.
Reaching the carriage, she gave a slight bow.
The movement was flawlessly precise, as elegant as a figure in a painting.
"Dean Liu."
Her voice was gentle and melodious, like a clear mountain stream: "Yuehua has a request. May I speak with you privately?"
Liu Erlong looked at her, her brows furrowing slightly.
Her mood was already terrible; she had no interest in dealing with any "Master of Yuexuan."
"What is it?"
Her voice was cold and distant.
Tang Yuehua remained unperturbed, her smile unchanged. "It’s like this," she said, "Yuehua has a few juniors who want to participate in the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament."
She paused. "They are quite talented. I wonder if it would be possible to have them join the Blue Tyrant Academy team and participate in the tournament?"
Liu Erlong’s brows furrowed even more upon hearing this.
Tang Yuehua’s juniors?
She had heard of Tang Yuehua’s Yuexuan. On the surface, it was a place teaching aristocratic etiquette, but behind the scenes, who knew what kind of dealings it involved with those nobles. But she had never heard of Tang Yuehua having any juniors.
Unless... they were from the Clear Sky Sect?
Liu Erlong knew that Tang Yuehua was from the Clear Sky Sect.
It wasn’t surprising that Yu Yuanzhen, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, knew Tang Yuehua, given his past relationship with Tang Zhen. Therefore, most people in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan knew Tang Yuehua’s identity.
Moreover, Tang Yuehua, a woman who wasn’t even a Soul Master, not only managed to survive unscathed in Heaven Dou City, a place where "a brick thrown at you could land you a viscount," but she could even navigate the complexities of high society. No one would believe she didn’t have some powerful backing.
As for the rumors circulating about Tang Yuehua and Emperor Xue Ye, Liu Erlong didn’t really believe them.
How old was that old emperor?
She glanced at Tang San sitting in the carriage, and a plan suddenly formed in her mind.
She said in a deep voice, "Madam Tang, please come in. Let’s go inside the academy and talk."
Tang Yuehua smiled and nodded, gracefully stepping into the carriage.
The curtain was lifted, and she bent slightly as she entered.
Then, she saw Tang San sitting inside.
Tang Yuehua was slightly taken aback.
But quickly, she recovered and sat down elegantly beside Liu Erlong.
Her gaze fell on Tang San, scrutinizing him closely.
It was a boy who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old.
He had black hair, slightly dark skin, and ordinary features. He wore a simple, dark blue-black outfit.
Sitting there, head bowed, silent, he exuded a somber and dejected aura.
Tang Yuehua sighed inwardly.
This child... why does he look so familiar?
Especially his eyebrows and eyes...
Who does he resemble?
She couldn’t remember for a moment.
She just felt a sense of déjà vu.
Perhaps he misses his second brother too much.
She thought to herself.
Since learning of her second brother’s death, she had hardly slept a wink.