Chapter Three Hundred Eighty-Three: Reporting

Ying Hongyuan transported the unconscious Gong Zheng to the medical hall, while Hua Ji rode a horse carriage to the headquarters of the clan.

Before his retreat, Tang Luo had made it clear that if any matters concerning Star Pavilion, Yiqi Shanghui, or Mi Bai threatened their safety, they should be reported immediately without delay.

Gong Zheng was barely breathing, and Mi Bai had been kidnapped. If these were not considered emergencies, Hua Ji did not know what would be, so he hurried to the Tang Clan’s headquarters without even taking time to dress properly.

As the administrative hub of a powerful and prestigious clan, the headquarters was open around the clock. After announcing his name, Hua Ji was led to the retreat area by the clan’s warriors.

The person who received him was naturally one of the administrators of the headquarters, Tang Han.

“Steward, please excuse me. I am Hua Ji, the steward serving under Tang Luo. I have urgent matters to report to Tang Luo. I beg you to send the message for me.” Hua Ji bowed deeply, his face humble.

The young man who had been awakened looked annoyed and tired. He snappishly said, “Hua Ji, do you know what time it is?”

“Emmm… I am aware.” Hua Ji glanced at the bright moon hanging high in the sky and also looked quite distressed. Given any choice, he dared not disturb Tang Luo at this hour.

“Since you know, you should come early in the morning!” Tang Han coldly said, “Your young master is in retreat training, pushing himself to the limit every day. What kind of emergency makes you wake him up in the middle of the night?”

was meant to block any unnecessary disturbances, especially for a martial artist who values night rest more than anything. Unless there was something extremely important, everything else should be done and communicated in the early

to stand firm, his sternness and authority as a member of the Tang Clan came naturally. Hua Ji, having grown up as an orphan in the goodness hall, treated Tang Han’s words as orders. But thinking of Tang Luo’s instructions before the retreat and Gong Zheng’s current condition, he mustered the courage to kneel in front of Tang Han and said, “Respected steward, I truly didn’t mean to

his body and most of his meridians were broken. Even if he survived, he could become disabled. The person who hurt him must be a martial arts expert, proficient in shock and rush

no idea how serious the situation was. He could only

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job at the retreat area had seen many faithful servants suffering losses. These servants didn’t realize what seemed like a

masters were at critical moments of their training or breakthroughs, which would be interrupted and had to restart. Even though the masters would still meet their servants, they never met those servants a

to stories about the martial world since childhood and knew full well that his actions could upset his master. But thinking of Tang Luo’s orders and where he came from, Hua Ji made up his

enough.” Tang Han nodded, ordering the

beg to see them. They often had happy reunions only to have the retreat residents complain about the stewards to the clan headquarters,

kind of treatment. Benefiting from their experiences, ever since he took office,

the retreat residents whom they wanted or didn’t want to see, and rarely made the decision himself. Second, even

the secret of Tang Han’s successful tenure as the

headed towards the back of the clan’s mountain prison, where Tang Luo was

valley was quiet and deep, the mountains were filled with the sound of flowing water, birds calling and insects chirping,

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of the mountain

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