281: The Tang family's situation

"I understand, Third Uncle. I will be there in a moment." Tang Eleven nodded.

In truth, Tang Eleven had no desire to go; he only wanted to leave the Tang Sect.

After seeing that letter from the Tang Sect Leader, Tang Eleven became even more certain of one thing: there must be something else going on within the Tang Sect.

Tang Eleven did not want to remain in the Tang Sect any longer. He had to leave this place first, then find an opportunity to go to Mulan Manor and rescue the Tang Sect Leader.

"Grandfather, rest assured, I will definitely rescue you." Tang Eleven clenched his fists tightly, a cold glint erupting in his eyes.

Tang Eleven had already made up his mind; he would go and do what he wanted to do.

As for the position of Tang Sect Leader, Tang Eleven had no desire to take it. He had no interest in it, and furthermore, he felt some confusion.

Within the Tang Sect, Third Master Tang had the deepest seniority, while Second Master Tang possessed the greatest strength.

But why did these Tang Family Elders insist on Tang Eleven becoming the new Sect Master? Tang Eleven could not understand; he always felt that something about the situation was not right.

"Why haven't you left yet? I have been waiting at the door for a long time, and I don't see any intention from you to set off." Tang Ru's face was gloomy, and a cold glint erupted from his eyes.

It was precisely at this moment.

Tang Eleven, however, raised his head first, a cold glint erupting from his eyes.

In fact, Tang Eleven also had a new idea; he wanted to leave the Tang Sect and first find out where Grandfather had sent the carrier pigeon from.

Perhaps the place from where Grandfather sent the carrier pigeon would be safe; some clues might be left there.

"Third Master, I still have some things to prepare. You should go ahead; I will be there shortly." Tang Eleven replied perfunctorily.

In reality, Tang Eleven was using this method to stall.

Tang Eleven truly had no interest in the ceremony for the new Tang Sect Leader.

"Shiyi, you must understand that it is not good to keep everyone waiting. How long do you need? I can wait for you outside the door." Tang Ru's face was gloomy, and he wore a stern expression.

This kid had no intention of sitting in that position at all; his heart was not in the Tang Sect.

Tang Ru was very clear about this point.

However, there was one more thing: if Tang Eleven did not sit in that position...

Today's grand banquet would be embarrassing. What would happen then? The Tang Sect could not afford to lose face.

"Fine! One stick of incense's time at most." Tang Eleven's pupils constricted sharply; he already had an idea.

After leaving these words, Tang Eleven closed the door directly.

He shut Tang Ru outside the door.

At this moment, Tang Eleven dared not delay. He hurriedly wrote a few words and placed the note into the bamboo tube on the white pigeon's leg.

Tang Eleven gently released the white pigeon, which sped across the night sky.

He hoped the white pigeon could return to where it came from.

Tang Eleven prayed silently in his heart. He turned and glanced out the window; Tang Sect Disciples were everywhere outside.

If he wanted to leave, it would not be a simple matter.

Knock, knock.

A crisp knocking sound came.

Tang Ru stretched out his hand and pounded heavily on the door, "Tang Eleven!"

"Tang Eleven, come out here!"

"Did you hear me! Get out here quickly."

It was very noisy outside, which made Tang Eleven frown.

It hadn't even been a stick of incense's time yet? Why had someone already come?

The white pigeon had just flown out and its position could still be tracked, but if it were any later, the white pigeon would be lost.

However, there were Tang Sect Disciples everywhere below; trying to leave without anyone knowing would not be an easy task.

"What is it?" Tang Eleven frowned. He had no choice but to turn back.

Tang Eleven went straight to the door, preparing to open it.

Why would they knock at this time?

Could they have guessed something?

Tang Eleven felt somewhat uneasy. He stepped forward, a cold glint erupting in his eyes.

"Third Master, what is it?" Li Changfeng frowned as he opened the door.

Tang Ru saw that Tang Eleven still had no intention of leaving, and his expression changed. "Why haven't you left yet, you brat! What? Do you want all the Tang Family Elders to come and invite you?"

"Enough. If you have nothing else to do, just come with me. Otherwise, I will have the Tang Sect Disciples drag you away."

"However, if it comes to that, I fear it won't look good for you, and the Tang Family will lose even more face!"

Tang Ru had a gloomy face, and a cold glint erupted from his eyes as he stared fixedly at Tang Eleven.

These words were a direct threat.

Tang Ru had also made it clear: this position of Sect Master must be taken, whether he liked it or not!

Tang Eleven had absolutely no room to choose.

"Shiyi would not dare!" Upon seeing this, Tang Eleven cupped his hands and bowed respectfully. "Third Uncle, I just wanted to finish a matter first, and I will go immediately afterward. Please, Third Uncle, give me some time; as soon as I finish this matter, I will definitely go."

In truth, these were just perfunctory words from Tang Eleven; he wanted to go and find the place where Grandfather left.

"No need. What could be more important today than the grand selection? Shiyi, young people must know their place." Tang Ru's face was gloomy, and a cold glint erupted from his eyes. "Someone come, help the Young Master change his clothes and prepare for the banquet."

Tang Ru flicked his large sleeves and let out a cold snort.

Seeing Tang Ru like this, the Tang Sect Disciples naturally dared not say much. They stepped forward one after another, all very cautious.

After hearing this, Tang Eleven finally understood that there was no other way. He had originally wanted to leave, but had been blocked by Tang Ru.

The white pigeon had already flown out; by now, it had probably flown far away.

Even if he chased after it now, he likely wouldn't be able to find the white pigeon.

This was not the result Tang Eleven wanted to see. He felt helpless and let out a long sigh.

It seems that Heaven does not want me to leave the Tang Sect; there is nothing I can do about it.

"Third Uncle! Can you really not give me a little time?" Tang Eleven frowned, his fists clenched tightly.

"Shiyi, do not make me keep urging you. Today's matters are very important; say no more." Tang Ru's face was gloomy, and he let out a cold snort.

There was absolutely no room for negotiation on this matter, so there was nothing more to be done.

"Go and prepare quickly; we are leaving."

Tang Ru did not mince words. He turned back, a cold glint erupted from his eyes, and it was precisely at this moment.

Tang Ru's gaze narrowed as he stared fixedly at Tang Eleven.

This kid seemed to have his own thoughts. If he did anything to harm the Tang Family, it would absolutely not be tolerated.

"Yes, Third Uncle." Tang Eleven let out a long sigh and turned back to re-enter the room.

Now, Tang Eleven felt more and more that Grandfather being taken away by people from Mulan Manor must involve other matters.

And Grandfather seemed to have known about this matter long ago; that letter was enough to prove it.

Tang Eleven turned around and stepped directly into the room.

At this moment, Tang Eleven had no other choice; he could only go and attend. Otherwise, it would be truly unjustifiable.

"Go on, help the Young Master change his clothes." Tang Ru stretched out his hand, gestured forward, and gave the order.

Hearing this, the Tang Family Disciples dared not delay and stepped forward one after another.

Tang Eleven turned back and glanced at Tang Ru.

"Third Master, I can do this small matter myself; you don't need to arrange for anyone, do you?" A cold glint erupted from Tang Eleven's eyes.

"Besides, there are people guarding the front and back of this room. Is it possible that I could be assassinated?"

"In this world, is there anyone who would have such audacity?"

A cold glint erupted from Tang Eleven's eyes; in truth, he was not a fool.

The Tang Sect Leader had just met with an accident, and the high-level officials of the Tang Family had already made plans to select a new Sect Master, bypassing the capable Second Master and Third Master.

In the end, they chose Tang Eleven, a younger generation member. Wasn't this finding someone to be a scapegoat? Or perhaps to provide a Puppet?

Tang Eleven was very clear about this point.

The Second Master and Third Master of the Tang Family would not be so kind as to not take the position of Tang Sect Leader themselves, but instead push a younger generation member to do it.

This was not something the Second Master and Third Master of the Tang Family would do.

"Fine, you all withdraw. Shiyi, I will wait for you outside the door." Tang Ru had no intention of leaving; he was extremely uneasy.

If Tang Eleven really ran away, it would not be a good thing for the Tang Family.

Now, all the prominent figures in Yunzhou had arrived. If the new Tang Family Sect Master ran away, there would be no way to handle it.

"Thank you for your trouble." After saying this, Tang Eleven closed the door again.

Afterward, Tang Eleven did not intend to set off for the grand banquet; doing so was also to delay time.

You all want me to be the Tang Sect Leader, but not a single person has asked me whether I actually want to do it.

Everything is planned by you all!

You want me to be a Puppet, but I refuse.

Tang Eleven came to the inner chamber and stood before the desk. The letter on the desk had not been sent out, and the white pigeon was nowhere to be seen.

If he wanted to know where Grandfather sent the carrier pigeon, he could only wait for this white pigeon to return. But, could the white pigeon really return?

Everything was an unknown.

Tang Eleven dared not gamble; he only wanted to make a decision as quickly as possible, a decision that would not make him regret.

"Grandfather, can you tell me what I should do now?" Tang Eleven fell into a stalemate.

Outside the door, Tang Ru was still waiting. If Tang Eleven did not appear, he would not leave.

Tang Ru's task was to take Tang Eleven to the grand banquet. As long as Tang Eleven sat in the position of Sect Master and became the Tang Sect Leader...

...then the rest of the matters would be easy to handle.

Everything was proceeding according to the plan. Seeing this scene, Tang Ru nodded with satisfaction.

"Someone come." Tang Ru's face was gloomy, and a cold glint erupted from his eyes.

"Yes, Second Master." The Tang Sect Disciples stepped forward one after another, all looking respectful.

In truth, these Tang Sect Disciples still maintained the necessary respect when facing the Second Master; they did not want to be reprimanded by Second Master Tang.

The Tang Family Disciples bent their waists slightly, all with calm expressions.