Chapter 92: Does your Clear Sky Sect really think you can just leave like this?

Why didn't Tang Zhen and Tang Xiao rush up to stop him?

The reason was actually very simple.

Tang Zhen was old. When he saw his disobedient son Tang Hao, who had been locked in a secret chamber, somehow escape and even show up here to implicate the family, his mind went completely blank, his vision darkened, and he nearly had a heart attack.

He was barely able to stand up, let alone go stop him.

As for Tang Xiao, he was also frozen in place when he saw Tang Hao. He couldn't believe his own eyes. How had the Tang Hao he had personally locked up managed to escape? And even make it here in time?

But this moment of hesitation lasted only a few seconds.

After Tang Hao finished cursing Qian Xunji, he spotted Ah Yin and immediately rushed toward her.

"You unfilial son! Still up there making a fool of yourself?!"

Finally, as he recovered, Tang Zhen shot up, eyes bulging in rage, his beard and hair standing on end, and roared like an enraged lion at Tang Hao.

"Hurry and apologize to His Holiness the Pope, then get down from there!"

At this moment, Tang Hao finally snapped out of his overwhelming grief.

After Ah Yin earnestly said to his face that she was happy with Brother Xun and hadn't been forced into the marriage, Tang Hao finally realized…

Even though he was still heartbroken, he understood.

His actions might have doomed the entire clan.

Facing the man he hated most, Tang Hao could only bend his proud and unyielding back, his voice dry and hoarse.

"Your Holiness the Pope, I'm sorry."

"I, Tang Hao, misunderstood and offended Your Holiness."

"Please forgive me."

Qian Xunji didn't respond directly. He simply smiled faintly, as if nothing had happened.

"I understand. Second Brother-in-law, you may go down."

"Ah Yin and I haven't finished our wedding yet."

Second Brother-in-law…

Hearing this term, Tang Hao felt his heart ache even more bitterly, as if he'd drunk a mouthful of poison.

'Ah Yin… I don't want to be your second brother. I… I love you. I only wanted to be your husband…'

But those words, Tang Hao could only bury deep in his heart.

Now, he dared not say them out loud.

The Clear Sky Sect was likely doomed this time…

Noticing that Tang Zhen made Tang Hao apologize, but Qian Xunji didn't actually forgive him—instead changing the topic and letting Tang Hao step down—Ning Fengzhi shook his head. A bad premonition stirred in his heart.

Once the wedding was over…

The Clear Sky Sect would probably be in serious trouble.

Qian Xunji not acting now was simply the calm before the storm.

Though the Upper Three Sects were allies, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't hesitate to speak up for the Clear Sky Sect if he could.

But this time, the Clear Sky Sect was clearly in the wrong.

The Spirit Hall had every justification.

If he spoke out now, not only would it be useless—it might even drag the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect into trouble.

A wise man would not do such a thing.

As Tang Hao turned and left in despair, Tang Xiao pulled him to sit down.

Beside him, Tang Zhen glared at Tang Hao with reddened eyes.

He had once loved this second son deeply.

Now, he hated him with equal intensity—disappointed, furious, wishing he could rip Tang Hao apart.

But Tang Hao, drowning in sorrow, ignored Tang Zhen's murderous stare.

He watched as the red-robed cardinal hosting the ceremony guided the couple, and as Ah Yin's beautiful face radiated with happiness, Qian Xunji and Ah Yin exchanged wedding rings.

They kissed.

Tears filled Tang Hao's tiger eyes as he grabbed a bottle of wine from the table and chugged it down.

Among the guests—

Sitting beside Yu Luomian, Liu Erlong watched the couple exchange rings, her sharp, beautiful eyes full of envy.

Noticing the way she looked at Qian Xunji, the once notorious playboy Yu Luomian's expression immediately darkened.

Inside the Pope's Palace—

With the ring exchange completed, the wedding ceremony was over.

The banquet finally began.

After watching Ah Yin head into the inner hall accompanied by Ling Yuan and Qian Renxue, Qian Xunji, wearing festive red groom's attire, moved between the tables with a smile, wine cup in hand.

He toasted the guests and offered polite thanks.

Time passed quickly, and before long, evening arrived.

The banquet was nearing its end.

"Thank you for Your Holiness' hospitality!"

One by one, the guests stood, smiling and politely clasping their hands in farewell.

Qian Xunji returned their smiles as he bid them farewell.

But just as the guests were departing in succession…

Qian Xunji noticed Tang Zhen at the foremost table quietly rising with Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, clearly intending to slip away unnoticed.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly called out loudly,

"Sect Master Tang Zhen, where do you think you're going?"

"Does your Clear Sky Sect really think you can just walk away like this?"

Hearing this, Tang Zhen instantly froze in place, cursing internally.

'This damned brat really never planned to let our Clear Sky Sect off!'

"Heh… I'm not quite sure what Your Holiness means."

Tang Zhen gave a dry laugh, feigning ignorance.

"Today Xiao Hao had some misunderstandings with Your Holiness, but that's all it was, right?"

"Your Holiness already forgave him. This matter should be considered over, no?"

"Forgiven? Who said I forgave him?"

"I don't believe I ever said the word 'forgive', did I?"

Qian Xunji chuckled coldly and said,

"During the wedding, with Ah Yin present, I didn't want her to feel hurt."

"After all, Tang Hao is still her sworn second brother."

"And it was a joyous occasion—I didn't want to make things too awkward."

"But on my wedding day, he slandered me so viciously and even tried to take Ah Yin away."

"If it were anyone else, I'd have already had them killed on the spot!"

"I held back only out of respect for Ah Yin and to give your Clear Sky Sect some face."

"But now, your Clear Sky Sect refuses to give me an explanation and wants to sneak away."

"Do you people from Clear Sky Sect have no shame?"

These words made Tang Zhen's face flush with alternating red and pale hues, his heart full of humiliation and fury.

'Damn brat! No matter what, I'm still few decades older than you, your senior!'

'How dare you talk to me like this?! Where are your manners?!'

Realizing that Qian Xunji was indeed going to make trouble for the Clear Sky Sect, many guests nearby pretended to linger casually and gathered around.

Even those who had already planned to leave stepped back in to watch the show.

"Qian Xunji! What do you want us to do?!"

Seeing Qian Xunji targeting his father Tang Zhen, and knowing full well that all of this was his fault, Tang Hao immediately stepped forward, shouting angrily.

"Today, I acted on my own and disrupted your wedding. All the blame is mine!"

"I, Tang Hao, will take full responsibility!"

"Say what you want me to do. As long as I can do it, even if it means giving my life—I, Tang Hao, won't flinch!"

"Tang Hao!"

Tang Zhen roared angrily at Tang Hao from the side.

'You unfilial son—what are you thinking?!'

'You are our Clear Sky Sect's number one talent, the hope of our future!'

'Always throwing your life around—do you really think we're at that point already?!'