
He guessed that Tan Wen Hong's talent as a 5th grade array master would attract the invitation of the seven houses. The Tan clan would find it impossible to defend such a man.
Tan Wen Hong snorted, “What makes you sad? I refused.”
“What?”
Shock seen but happiness is the most obvious emotion, “Why?”
“Only because. I'll be in my room!” Tan Wen Hong left without answering. But just before he left, he said coldly, “Young lady, don't interfere in the Tan clan matters in the future, be it big or small.”
Tan Yunchang nodded in a daze. Hasn't it been like that all along? Why is he lifting this?
Tan Wen Hong then seemed to be talking to him but also to himself.
“From now on, I am the servant of the Tan clan. In ten years, I will raise the Tan clan above the Covert Dragon Pavilion!
His figure left with the last word, leaving the three in shock.
For the next ten days, there was no shadow of Tan Wen Hong adorning the small courtyard in the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion. Not only Long Kui, not even the members of the Tan clan saw him.
After his bold words that day, Tan Wen Hong was harder at cultivating, locked up in his room. He only let the Blood Infant roam freely at night to gather Yuan Qi.
The target, the Cai clan.
Therefore, Clan Head Cai had been feeling sad all along. His guards shrank in numbers every day, without many traces left behind.
This made him wonder if the Tan clan he had hurt asked the Covert Dragon Pavilion to deal with his clan.
In his opinion, only the Seven Nobles Houses possessed the terrifying power to obtain his guards without notice.
Because of this, Cai Rong's heart grew heavy, to the point that her son was writhing under his blanket, shivering at night; afraid that he would be next.
For the living, it is not a fearful death, but a previous wait. Father and son feel the time in the agony of fear.
He was also thinking of seeking the help of the Valley of Hell.
But since it got its family's martial arts, it broke all ties.
This would only prolong Cai Rong's agony as he chanted his frustration one day in his room.
No demon cultivator could be trusted, but he was too deep to go back now.
Tan Wen Hong responded to all of them calmly.
As for the Sun clan, he let the Blood Baby pay them some visits as well.
However, Elder Jian was there, so, he did not dare to go too deep. And lately, many great powers had been present there, so Tan Wen Hong avoided entering.
He simply left the Blood Infant to be monitored at the gate.
On this day, as usual, the Blood Baby ate a dozen of Cai clan guards then staked out the gates of the Cai clan for a bit before returning to the small courtyard, happily.
Just as he was about to enter his house, a trace of energy caught his attention.
Tan Wen Hong frowned in his room as the Blood Baby hid its energy.
Immediately, in the corner across the small courtyard, a shadow reflected in his eyes.
The man was watching his house.
“Huh, no one dares to enter the territory of the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion but this one is brave? He must be from Blackwind Mountain.” Tan Wen Hong smirked.
He remembered Elder Jian saying it was not the Cai clan or the Sun clan that came after the Tan clan, but a third party unrelated to them, the mountain of black wind.
If the Tan clan fell, the Valley of Hell was spared from all responsibility.
You think this is Cloud Manor?
Raising an eyebrow, Tan Wen Hong guided the Blood Baby chasing after the person in black.
Due to the hidden energy of the Blood Baby, it was not found.
After observing the surroundings, the bandit left, followed by a red trail.
An hour later, the person jumped through the shop window and the Blood Baby floated up to peek inside.
Tan Wen Hong looked at the seven strong men and a 17-year-old girl at the side. They were all waiting for the person in black to speak.
“Young lady, how is the situation?” Before the man in black spoke, the girl poured tea and spoke with concern.
Tan Wen Hong surprised, “A woman?”
He had never expected the Blackwind Mountain bandit leader to be a woman.
Did they underestimate the fact that the Tan clan only had four members?
Tan Wen Hong shook his head.
He saw the man in black take off his veil to reveal a pair of bright eyes, black hair flowing down his waist, with a pure white and unblemished skin worthy of the title of beauty.
Even the men could not help but gulp and stare. But the woman's gaze made them bow their heads.
“Xiao Cui, get me a pen and paper.” Shouted, the girl rushed to comply.
The beauty drew in detail for fifteen minutes. The contents shocked Tan Wen Hong.
It was a small courtyard of the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion in detail.
He had to admit, making such a map after one night of lurking got a thumbs up from him.
He is not a leader for anything.
“Look carefully. Here, here, and here are the guards.
Four corners here have Bone Tempering expert .. “
“Young lady, this is the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion, how do we proceed? From the looks of it, we will die before we even make it through the door.” A man wiped his sweat from fear.
The woman fired him. “Quiet, senior brother contacted the people of Hell Valley and said they would distract the guards.
We just need to catch Tan Yunchang and kill the rest.”
Whahuh? He's not a man, so why arrest the young lady? Tan Wen Hong was confused, but not worried. Even without guards, he still had the Nine Heavens Coiling Dragon Array.
They are ants that throw away their lives.
But what caught his attention was that Blackwind Mountain and Hell Valley were connected.
They were exploited like the Cai clan, but on a much deeper level.
“Uhm, young lady, there is something you may not want to hear, but it concerns our lives.
“Say!” Waving her hand, the girl spoke calmly.
The man hesitated before steeling his resolve, “Young donna, young master and the Valley of Hell are connected and will listen to him.
Even if the people of Hell Valley help us, the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion is still one of the Seven Nobles Houses.
Offending them would leave us no place to hide. Will the Valley of Hell protect us? If they leave us instead, death will be our only result.”