After conveying the news brought back from the Sect Head Tang Zhi to his family, Tang Luo returned to Yunluo Garden in Lanshan City.
Upon entry, he saw the full concern in Yun Xiu's eyes.
Tang Luo's normally unflappable face finally collapsed, and even his tall and robust body deflated to the size of a normal person, like a deflated football.
Taking a few steps towards his wife, he lost all strength. Yun Xiu quickly extended her arms to tenderly embrace her husband, comforting the exhausted man with her gentleness.
After a long while, the man who had his eyes closed and was buried in his wife's embrace spoke faintly,
"The clan leader said we're not going to fight, I don't understand…"
"We could have won… why…"
"If the Xu Clan asks us to completely sever ties with the Tang Clan when I go to Yuanzhou, what should we do…"
Gently patting her husband's back, Yun Xiu remained silent, simply listening to his intermittent murmurs.
