The Family in the Roaring

Tang Xiaoyu and Wu Hao chatted for a long time before he finally learned that Lin Qingying had been looking for him for a very long time. When she found out that he was still alive, she stopped looking.

After sending Wu Hao away, Tang Xiaoyu took out a mirror and looked at himself. He looked much more mature and weathered, with more white hairs than before.

Tang Xiaoyu put the mirror down and kept this feeling in his heart, thinking it would still be best if they didn't meet again.

Knowing that Lin Qingying was right next door, Tang Xiaoyu didn't dare to yell loudly anymore.

This made everyone feel uncomfortable.

Xiao Lan said, "Ever since we came back, why has the Sect Master become so quiet?"

Xiao Xue said, "I don't like the quiet environment. I prefer the Sect Master yelling every day. That's when I feel at ease."

Little Ling'er said, "How boring! Without the Sect Master chattering in my ear, even chatting with you two feels dull."

Tang Xiaoyu was trying his best to restrain his emotions. He didn't know if it was because of his time on the battlefield, but his temper had grown even fiercer lately and was very difficult to control.

After Wu Hao returned, he was immediately called over by Lin Qingying.

"Wu Hao, tomorrow, tell your Brother Tang that we have something to do and will be away for the next few days."

"Yes, Sect Master."

As Wu Hao walked out of the room, he mumbled, "Tell Brother Tang we won't be here?"

Only then did Wu Hao realize, "Brother Tang, it was me who harmed you!"

After a silent night, early next morning, Lin Qingying got up very early. She knew Tang Xiaoyu's habit of waking up early and buying breakfast, so she wanted to orchestrate a "chance encounter."

Standing on the street outside, she watched the movements of the neighbouring courtyard's gate: "It should be time for him to come out."

Sure enough, Tang Xiaoyu opened the door and walked out.

Lin Qingying immediately walked over to Tang Xiaoyu, "Young Master, are you going out to buy breakfast?"

Seeing the visitor, Tang Xiaoyu felt a little embarrassed and awkwardly replied, "Yes! Are you too?"

"I'm also going to buy breakfast. Let's go together!"

"Okay."

Tang Xiaoyu glanced towards Lin Qingying's courtyard and muttered under his breath, "That lazy pig definitely won't get up this early. What do I have to be afraid of?"

"What did the Young Master say?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Let's go!"

Of course, Lin Qingying heard Tang's words very clearly.

[Dare to call me a lazy pig, I'll settle the score with you later.]

As the two walked together chatting, Tang Xiaoyu said, "I'm really sorry about my rudeness yesterday. I hope you can forgive me for losing my temper."

"It's alright. You were just angry at the moment. You can make it up to me by treating me to a meal."

"No problem. I happen to have nothing to do these few days. How about we have lunch together tomorrow?"

"It's settled then. I'll come find you tomorrow noon."

Tang Xiaoyu smiled, "Okay, I'll be waiting for you."

Joking and laughing together, the two soon arrived at the food stall that sold breakfast.

"Boss, twelve servings of buns and congee please. Pork buns and plain congee with nothing added."

The boss seemed confused. "What is plain congee?"

"Plain congee is white congee cooked with just water and rice, without any other ingredients."

"Oh, please wait a moment, I'll have them ready soon."

Lin Qingying added, "Boss, I'll have the same."

"Coming right up!"

Leaning against the table, Lin Qingying smiled, "You care a lot about your disciples, huh?"

"They're just a bunch of kids. I may scold them but would never mistreat them."

"Then I should learn from you."

"Oh, so you're the Sect Master of a Sect too?"

"That's right! Don't I seem like one?"

"Everyone here is a Sect Master. How could you not be one?"

Lin Qingying covered her mouth giggling, "Then we'll have to look out for each other."

"No problem."

After buying breakfast, the two walked shoulder to shoulder back home. Tang Xiaoyu was back to his old cheerful self, joking around and making Lin Qingying laugh out loud.

"Are you always like this with every girl you meet?"

"No, it depends on the person. If we can chat happily, I'll open up. If not, I won't say much."

"Then I'm honored to be one you can chat happily with."

"Hehe, let's hurry back. Otherwise the breakfast will get cold."

Lin Qingying handed the items to Tang Xiaoyu, "Then I'll have to trouble you."

Tang Xiaoyu had no choice but to take them. "Let's hurry back then!"

Back at the courtyard, Tang Xiaoyu started knocking on everyone's doors for them to come out sleepy-eyed and start eating.

"Sect Master, bring some side dishes tomorrow."

"Sect Master, I want to eat lamb."

Tang Xiaoyu scolded them, "You all are too demanding!"

After Lin Qingying brought the breakfast back, her disciples were all thankful, repentant, and apprehensive.

"Alright, we're all family. No need to be so polite. Hurry and eat!"

Lin Qingying felt her image had risen quite a bit and was very satisfied.

After what happened in the morning, Lin Qingying's attitude towards Wu Hao was no longer as harsh.

"Wu Hao, go play with your Brother Tang."

Wu Hao dragged his feet dejectedly over to the neighbouring courtyard.

After completing the task Lin Qingying assigned, Wu Hao came back.

"Sect Master, isn't it inappropriate for you to treat your junior brother this way?"

Chu Yanran kicked him and whispered, "What junior brother. He's her lover. Watch what you say."

Wu Hao was stunned for a moment before he understood. His mood immediately improved.

Lin Qingying said, "Mind your own business and stop meddling every day."

"Yes, Sect Master. I'll head back to my room then."

"Go on."

When Tang Xiaoyu learned that Lin Qingying and Chu Yanran wouldn't be around these few days, the anger he had suppressed for so long finally erupted completely.

The Sect Masters of the surrounding Sects were very curious why a Sect Leader was so careless about maintaining his image.

After a Sect Leader scolded his disciples in anger until his voice turned hoarse, he discovered that it actually felt quite satisfying to vent instead of bottling up his resentment which would make him feel awful for a long time.

After trying it out a few times, bellows from the Sect Master also started sounding from this Sect's courtyard.

The previous disciples still held some resentment, but later they discovered that other than scolding them, the Sect Master no longer punished them like before. So they were no longer resentful at all.

Letting the Sect Master vent his anger smoothed things over, and the matter would be considered settled.

Where there was one, soon there was another. Very quickly, roars from the Sect Masters sounded from the surrounding Sects' courtyards, competing with each other. They cursed back and forth, just repeating those same few lines without any variety like Tang Xiaoyu's creative scoldings.

Many Sect Masters even came over to observe and learn, though they squatted in corners.

"Comrades! The revolution is not yet successful. We still need to keep striving!"

"Eat this today, nothing left for tomorrow. Do this today, can't get it done."

"Yelling about defying the heavens every day, just what exactly do you think Heaven owes you?"

"Anyone who disrespects Heaven again, I'll break their leg."

"Believe me or not, I'll break your leg."

"More nonsense, leg breaking for you."

What those outside heard the most was "leg breaking for you."

One Sect Master whispered, "Gotta remember all these words, such deep meaning."

Another Sect Master said, "Screaming about leg breaking all day, how come there aren't any wails of pain?"

"Are you an idiot? It's tough love and disappointment."

On Tang Xiaoyu's side, ideological and political education training started up again.

He looked towards Little Ling'er, "Little Ling'er, tell me how we should behave in speech and action."

Little Ling'er recited in her crisp voice, "Do not interrupt others when they are speaking, do not ridicule others when they make mistakes, do not ignore greetings from others."

"When walking, remember to be courteous, when sitting, take the back seats, when meeting, remember to exchange greetings, when leaving, remember to bid farewell."

Tang Xiaoyu nodded in satisfaction, "Very good. You must always keep this in mind."

"Xiao Lan, tell me what to pay attention to during competitions."

Xiao Lan said, "Speak less nonsense or don't speak at all, strike with full strength as soon as you make a move, admit defeat directly if the opponent is too strong."

"Xiao Lan summarized it very well, keep working hard."

"Yes."

The disciples' intelligence was all online today, and Tang Xiaoyu was very satisfied.

"What kind of people should we strive to become?"

Everyone shouted in unison, "People with ideals, morals and knowledge."

"What is our motto?"

"Revere with caution, act with restraint."

"Sanqing Sect"

"Invincible"

The Sect Masters outside all recorded these down in their little notebooks to study diligently when they returned.

Tang Xiaoyu scratched his head and muttered, "Why do I feel like this is some multi-level marketing scheme...I must be overthinking it."

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