"Young Master Tang, where are we heading now?"
As An Tian drove, he uncertainly asked Tang Ming, "Are we going straight back to Songlan City?"
Tang Ming closed his eyes and, after a moment of silence, said, "To the Poison Sect. From now on, you'll follow me, and I'll assign tasks for you."
"Alright!"
An Tian and An Zizai didn't dare to object and nodded repeatedly.
Tang Ming knew that the missing Chen Cang and others were hiding in the Poison Sect; otherwise, even Flowing Cloud Sect wouldn't be able to fend off the attacks and harassment from Sun Zhuangjia and the others.
Moreover, to make a comeback, his strength alone was ultimately too weak.
Because all the key figures in the Medicine Sect, except Nangong Tianyue, were wiped out, the news of the sect's annihilation hadn't spread yet; only a very few high-level officials were aware of it.
At the headquarters of the Ming Group in the Imperial City, Fu Tianyou sat in his office, pale-faced as he hung up the phone.
