Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Surprise, Motherfucker
As soon as Xiao Yu finished speaking, Tang Yuehua’s mind was thrown into intense turmoil.
The words "family" and "master" spun wildly in her thoughts.
Finally, Tang Yuehua, with a fragrant breath, spoke.
"Master, Little San is still at the Moon Pavilion, learning etiquette from me to suppress his Slaughter Domain. Initially, my elder brother thought the most dangerous place would be the safest, so he brought Little San here and then lured away the Sword and Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan alone."
Hearing Tang Yuehua’s explanation, Xiao Yu was momentarily stunned.
So, that kid was still at the Moon Pavilion? Well, well, I was just casually asking, but I actually got the answer.
"Interesting! Tang San is still at the Moon Pavilion. How amusing, truly amusing. Alright then, take me to see your dear nephew."
"Of course, Master."
Tang Yuehua’s eyes were filled with heart-shaped pupils, and she responded without hesitation.
At the same time, she sighed inwardly.
"Ah, elder brother, I can only apologize to you. Since Master asked, I had no choice but to answer truthfully. After all, I cannot lie to Master."
After making her decision, Xiao Yu gave Tang Yuehua, who was weak and exhausted, a breath of light to help her recover.
Then, he personally helped Tang Yuehua put on her form-fitting golden undergarments, a gold-trimmed noble dress, and golden thigh-high stockings.
Although Xiao Yu’s hands were not entirely well-behaved during the process, Tang Yuehua accepted it willingly.
She raised her arms, allowing Xiao Yu’s hands to roam freely.
Finally, under Tang Yuehua’s guidance, they arrived outside the room where Tang San was being taught.
Tang Yuehua gently knocked on the door and spoke softly.
"Little Yin, I’m back. Open the door."
"..."
After the first knock, there was no response from inside.
Seeing this, Xiao Yu asked in confusion.
"Little Yin? Isn’t it Little San?"
Hearing this, Tang Yuehua, her face flushed, explained.
"Master, when Little San was first brought here, the relationship between the Clear Sky Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family was tense.
Therefore, I did not publicly announce my relationship with Little San, and I also told him not to call me aunt in public or reveal his Clear Sky Hammer spirit.
To avoid exposing his identity, I had him adopt the alias ’Little Yin,’ derived from the Blue Silver Grass. Thus, many people at the Moon Pavilion believe he is a noble’s child specially entrusted to me for guidance."
Hearing Tang Yuehua’s explanation, Xiao Yu nodded slightly. So, it was the same as in the original story—Tang San had changed his name.
However, instead of the original "Tang Yin," he was now called "Little Yin."
But such a name change was practically useless. Anyone with a bit of insight could easily connect "Little Yin" to Tang San.
After all, the only soul master in the world who could cultivate the Blue Silver Grass was Tang San.
While Xiao Yu was still pondering, Tang Yuehua knocked on the door a second time.
It wasn’t until the third knock that Tang San’s trembling voice finally came from inside.
"Auntie?! Is that you? Is it really you, Auntie?"
"It’s me, Little San. I’m back."
"Auntie, it’s you! You’ve finally returned. I missed you so much!"
Once Tang San confirmed it was his dear aunt, his voice rose several pitches, and he quickly rushed to open the door.
"Auntie, you’re finally back! I was so scared. Has Xiao Yu already—"
Instantly, just as Tang San was about to excitedly ask if Xiao Yu had been sent away by his aunt, he saw the familiar figure standing beside her, his arm wrapped around her slender waist.
Recognizing the man, Tang San’s face turned pale.
As they slowly entered the room, Tang San, his face filled with shock, stepped back while hearing Xiao Yu utter a phrase he couldn’t understand.
"Surprise, motherfucker!"
"Surprise, motherfucker!"
Xiao Yu, looking at the stunned Tang San, suddenly felt amused and shouted a famous line from his past life.
However, Tang San was in no state to ponder the meaning of Xiao Yu’s words.
Instead, he trembled with fear and disbelief, his voice shaking as he asked.
"You... you... Xiao Yu, why are you here? Why? Why? Auntie, you... you two... why...?"
Tang San, seeing his aunt and Xiao Yu embracing each other, felt his head spinning.
Seeing his aunt with a man, Tang San should, by all rights, call him "uncle."
But knowing that this "uncle" was the same man who had stolen his childhood sweetheart, Xiao Wu, Tang San couldn’t bring himself to say it.
For a moment, Tang San felt as if his brain was about to explode.
Since when had the world become so insane?!
The man who stole his childhood sweetheart was now his uncle?!
What was going on? Tang San even wondered if he was dreaming.
Only by believing this was a dream could he accept the scene before him.
Seeing Tang San’s stunned expression, Tang Yuehua, though heartbroken, spoke seriously.
"Little San, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to reveal your whereabouts, but I cannot disobey Master’s orders. Therefore, I had no choice but to put you through this hardship."
Hearing Tang Yuehua’s words, Tang San’s already pale face turned even paler.
His expression was filled with disbelief.
What had he just heard?!
His own aunt, his blood-related aunt, had not only become his enemy’s woman but had also brought that enemy to him?!
Was she trying to push him to his death?!
"Auntie, I’m your nephew! How could you bring my enemy, Xiao Yu, here? Are you trying to kill me?!"
Tang San finally couldn’t hold back and spoke with grief and indignation.
Seeing Tang San’s reaction, Tang Yuehua, though aware of her wrongdoing, still smiled and replied.
"Little San, I’m truly sorry... but I must repeat, I cannot disobey Master Xiao Yu’s orders. He asked, so I had to answer truthfully.
Initially, I refused my elder brother’s request to let you stay here because I feared something like this might happen. But who could have guessed that my elder brother insisted on leaving you here, and now things have come to this. I have no choice."
Looking at Tang Yuehua, her face flushed as she leaned against Xiao Yu, Tang San’s expression grew increasingly despairing.
He never imagined that, in the end, the person who would betray him would be his most trusted aunt.
Not only had his aunt fallen into Xiao Yu’s hands, but she had also been brainwashed by him.
Tang San was filled with resentment!
Why? Why had all his opportunities, his woman, everything, been taken by Xiao Yu, this bastard?!