Chapter 1845 - 1843: Return to the Tang Family

Yan Moyi was almost at the door of his home, and he began shouting loudly.

After shouting once, he turned to look at Tang Shimei, saying, "If you want to survive, just agree with whatever I say later, don't say anything you shouldn't, understand?"

Yan Moyi's tone wasn't loud, but each word was full of a threatening flavor.

Tang Shimei was scratching an itch on her body, and as she approached the door, she was already in deep despair. However, when Yan Moyi said there was a chance, she agreed to whatever followed.

Seeing Tang Shimei compromise, Yan Moyi immediately followed the script, starting to shout for the master to save them, master save them.

"Are you sure there's really no problem with shouting like this?"

Tang Shimei still felt this method was slightly improper.

"Luckily the boy stuffed those Elixir Pills in our mouths, I wouldn't be able to injure myself so badly, and without these pills, my injuries wouldn't be so severe. As long as we scream a little more pitifully, your father will surely believe everything we say."

No wonder Yan Moyi dared to return to the Tang Family; he had already planned a way out long ago. As soon as he returned, he poured all the blame on Tang Rao. Anyway, with Tang Rao not appearing, the old master of the Tang Family wouldn't know whose words are true and whose are false.

"Father, please save your daughter!"

Tang Shimei thought Yan Moyi was a scoundrel, but his logic was sound. As long as they blamed everything on Tang Rao, her father would be left to think it over and make a decision.

As long as their actions weren't heartfelt and they were harmed by someone else, her father might still show some mercy when making a decision.

"Master, Miss and Senior Brother Yan have returned,"

A young man served tea at the side of a gray-haired elder.

Upon hearing voices outside, thinking the elder hadn't heard, he reminded him again.

Then the elder waved his hand, saying, "You all think my eyes are blurred and ears deaf?"

The elder spoke grumpily, still feeling a bit irritable.

"I tell you, my eyes aren't blurred, my ears aren't deaf. Something so big happened outside, do you think I know nothing? They've returned? These two dare to come back?"

The elder slammed a calloused hand on the desk, instantly turning it into wood chips. Some flew into the young man's eyes, causing him to tear up considerably before they felt better.

"Master, I didn't mean it that way, nor did I intend to hide anything from you. I was worried about your health, that you couldn't take such a blow. Please forgive me for deciding on my own."

The young man made a mistake, but his intention was good. The elder wouldn't bear to make it difficult for his long-time serving disciple, even if there was great anger, it shouldn't be vented on him.

"Feng er, it's not your fault, keep them outside, act as if you haven't heard anything. Or no, let them in, I want to see what they have to say."

The elder originally planned not to see, not to worry, but after thinking, these were his raised disciple and daughter. Abandoning them would lead to rumors about how he treated them.

"Yes, Feng er will obey your command."

Feng er bowed as he left the elder's room. Just leaving the room, his demeanor changed drastically.

No longer a gentleman, no longer bowing down, clarity replaced by malevolence in his eyes.

They actually survived coming back?

Lin Feng held a strand of prayer beads, counting them as he walked toward the door.

"Master says to see them, open the door."

Even before the two returned, Lin Feng had alerted those outside that if Tang Shimei and Yan Moyi returned, they definitely shouldn't open the door.

The entire Tang Family knew about the scandal the two caused outside. Returning would surely anger the old master, for the sake of his health, they had to follow Lin Feng's words and keep the door shut tightly.

"Master, master, please save us."

"Father, your daughter is falsely accused, you must deliver justice for her."

A man and a woman, singing in harmony.

To save their lives, Tang Shimei and Yan Moyi cooperated surprisingly well.

They entered, scratched all over, supporting each other as they came through the door.

They expected to first meet the old master coming to question them, but unexpectedly, it was Lin Feng waiting for them.

"Senior brother, you and Miss, what happened?"

The shadows in Lin Feng's eyes disappeared, replaced by a deep brightness.

"Don't talk, where's Master? We need to see him."

Yan Moyi didn't want to waste time on nonsense, they hadn't endured the itching all over to get distracted now.

"Seeing Master isn't impossible, but you know, the whole Tang Family knows about your deeds outside. If Master sees you, he might get angry and harm his health. If you want to see him, promise me not to say anything to make him angry, okay?"

Lin Feng, guided by his Master's interests, was the kind of person that couldn't be disliked by fellow disciples.

"Alright, hurry and let me see Master. We've been drugged, if you don't let us see him, our lives might be in danger."

Saying more, Yan Moyi scratched more lines onto his face, the red lines turning into oozing yellow-white ones in a short time.

"Go in, just remember what I said."

Lin Feng reminded Yan Moyi and Tang Shimei again.

Seeing them nod and thank him gratefully calmed Lin Feng's uneasy heart.

"Master, disciple and little sister have been bewitched by that villain, please uphold justice for us."

Without reaching the elder, Yan Moyi knelt down, banging his head three times.

Blood appeared on the ground from the first bang.

Yan Moyi was ruthlessly harsh on himself for survival.

Tang Shimei knew what was going on inside, but dared not speak. Not saying just made her feel stifled, but saying it risked their lives.

"Justice? What justice can I provide?"

The elder didn't look at Yan Moyi kneeling but fixed his gaze on his daughter instead.