The Teacher’s Grace Is Like Heaven

41 – Sugar and Tang (5)

But things don’t always work out for the best. Especially when they’re assholes. I turned my head.

There was a group of people outside, and not just any people, but well-trained ones. They looked like warriors sent by the Poison King.

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They’re about to make a move. Now that I’ve noticed, of course Tang Guo has noticed. He frowned and said.

“I apologize. I wasn’t paying attention.”

“No, this is…….”

“I’ll make this quick.”

“OFF!!!”

Before he could finish, I heard a scream from outside. But Tang Guo didn’t really do anything. I slowly read the signs: More than half of the warriors outside had suddenly begun to attack the warriors on the other side. Probably those attached to Tang Guo.

Well, not everyone approves of the Poison King’s path. On the contrary, I suspect there are many who are loyal to Tang Guo, the cattle lord.

But there is a problem. The strength of the Sichuan Tang Family’s patriarch, the Poison King Tang Feiyong. He’s clearly one of the Heavenly Emperors, a reigning master in the Martial Realm.

To risk one’s life to duel with such a being is not something to be taken lightly. I looked at Tang Guo and asked a question.

“Do you think you can win?”

“That’s the thing, you never know until you try.”

“…….”

“Anyway, this gives us a reason.”

Tang Guo rose from his seat, and at the same time, the warriors outside took up positions in unison. It was like watching an army.

I too rose and followed him. There was no hesitation in his steps, as if he had a plan.

There’s a little something, a hitch. I wondered if it was right to leave him alone. After thinking about it for a while, I said to Tang Guo.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“What do you mean?”

“That…….”

Without realizing it, I told him. But I wasn’t sure what exactly was on the line, so I blurted it out.

“…….”

Dangwa looked at me for a moment, but then laughed and shook his head. “You really can’t do this, can you?” “What?” “What?” “I know what you’re worried about.” “I don’t know what you’re worried about.” What I don’t know, Dangwa says he knows. For a moment, I almost asked him, but somehow I restrained myself; I shouldn’t.

It’s a strange question to ask in the first place. You can’t ask me what I’m worried about. I ended up just nodding.

Tang Guo smiled, then turned and walked forward, his steps no longer hesitant.

No, I wouldn’t call it hesitation, but rather…… a sense of being freed from shackles. There was a feeling in the air. I don’t know what it is.

It’s a feeling that no one else can know, only you.

* * *

To Tang Hajin, the Poison King Tang Feiyong was an absolute that could never be defied. An emperor called the Emperor of Heaven.

Actually, as far as he was concerned, he wasn’t exactly wrong. The Sichuan Tang Family was a large family that obeyed him only, and they were his private soldiers.

Nevertheless, he chose to oppose Tang Feiyong, secretly raising a private army of disgruntled warriors.

I’m not sure if Tang Feiyong was aware of this or not.

What he wants is the revival of the Sichuan Tang family, not the maintenance of his own power. He doesn’t want to maintain his own power, so he’s only watching the behavior of the cattle owners.

If you are stronger than he is, you should hand over your position to him. If it is weaker than you, then it is right for it to be culled and disappear.

Perhaps that’s what they thought. It’s the path of the Pathfinder, looking only ahead. If you are culled, you are simply abandoned. That was the Sichuan Danga.

That’s why Tang Haijin rebelled.

And finally, the time had come. The past made him realize his mistakes. The man who had shown him the way forward had returned to Sichuan.

He thought this was his chance. So he took up arms himself, and so did the men who followed him.

“We are prepared to die.”

“Even if we die, we will follow you.”

“Everyone…… thank you.”

Of course, objectively speaking, there were only a few forces that followed the party line. They were still far too few to take on the Sichuan Party itself.

Nevertheless, he took up arms, and the reason was simple. The man’s arrival had opened a gap in Sichuan.

A gap, to be sure, but in reality, a needle in a haystack.

And so, at last, the swords began to clash,

the warriors who followed Tang Feiyong and the warriors who followed Tang Guo. And at that point, Tang Guo was already running. If you lose time here, it’s over. You need to meet and fight the Tang Family Dragon as quickly as possible. Of course, it’s not without fear. But it has to be done.

And finally, he arrived. In the center of the Sichuan Tang Family’s mansion was a huge shrine, completely separate from the mansion. Tang Guo frowned.

“That’s right there.”

“Isn’t that…… just a shrine?”

“Yes, it’s Tang Feiyong’s own preference.”

“It was built for the well-being of the family.”

“…….”

He knew that. Tang Guo frowned. The door to the shrine creaked open, revealing a figure.

And within was an old man, a man of much smaller stature than she had expected, but one she dared not ignore.

It was the reluctant energy he exuded. There was a reluctance in him that made you feel as if you were looking at a venomous snake right in the face.

“It’s been a long time since you’ve been here, Tang Haijin.”

“My name is Tang Guo, don’t call me by that name.”

“Phew! You still haven’t gotten out of your mother’s skirt?”

“…….”

His fists were balled and clenched, but he took a deep breath to calm himself. Calm down, this is just a cheap provocation.

Of course, that wasn’t the only reason he was rebelling. In fact, it’s a big part of it. But it wasn’t the only reason.

Tang Guo slowly walked forward. Tang Feiyong simply smiled and watched him go. Tang Guo walked to the front of the stairs and spoke.

“My lord, no…… father. I want you to answer me honestly.”

“Under the circumstances, is there anything else to ask?”

“Yes. It’s the most important thing.”

“Then tell me.”

“Who are these people called the Magi……?”

“……?!”

Chen Bi Liu’s eyes widened as he watched the situation from behind Tang Guo.

He hadn’t thought that he would ever hear about this in this way. However, he was unshaken, for he had heard the story.

By the time the events in Hebei Feng Street had reached the ears of the Sichuan Tang family.

What I overheard was no ordinary sound, especially when I heard them urging me to join them in overthrowing the Warlords, I thought it was just a dream.

“Father, are you really joining those martial artists?”

“…… Where did you hear that?”

“Answer me first, Father!!!”

At first, I thought it was just talk, but then I saw the Sichuan Tang Family’s behavior and realized.

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He forged countless weapons, strengthened the training of his warriors, and later, even made his own poison, which he handed over to a group of men called the Magi.

Seeing it convinced him. That Gaju was sincere, that he would join the Magi, and that if the plan was realized, there would be bloodshed in the land.

So, he chose to take up arms. He knew that Gaju was not a man to be persuaded by words. If you want something, take it by force.

That was the motto of the Sichuan Tang family. After a moment of silence, the corners of Tang Feiyong’s mouth began to twist, and then he burst into a waterfall of laughter. “Foohahahahaha! Ahahahahaha! What a masterpiece!” “What’s so funny?” “How could I not laugh, with you as my mother?” “Don’t insult my mother.” “I still regret it.” But it wasn’t what he said. Tang Feiyong was smiling. It knew. It knows it was a petty provocation, but…… can no longer suppress its anger. “I shouldn’t have given you such a cheap woman as your mother.”

“I shouldn’t have given you such a cheap woman as your mother.”

He finally lost his temper.