Wouldn't that raise suspicion?
At this moment, Zhang Yun pondered many things.
"I told you long ago that you need to be patient. Once you marry Xinrui, and the Tang Clan and the Thunderbolt Hall form an alliance through marriage, you will be the sole heir of the Tang Clan. At that time, you will naturally have the right to inquire about the things that are involved."
The old man stared intently at Zhang Yun and advised, "Lian'er, always put the bigger picture first. Forget about that girl Tang Tang."
"Who are you calling 'Dad'?" Zhang Yun was a little confused and subconsciously answered, but then he was startled and immediately came to his senses.
So this old guy is Tang Lian's father!
"What are you saying? Did you even listen to your father?" Tang Yi said, slightly annoyed.
"It's nothing. You just said that as long as I marry that person, I can go in?"
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Chapter 105 The Wedding Day
"It's nothing. You just said that as long as I marry that person, I can go in?"
Zhang Yun said that although he was playing the role of Tang Lian, he didn't consider Tang Yi his father at all.
In his eyes, apart from Zhang Zhentian, no one else was even close to being qualified.
"Yes, I've told you that many times."
Tang Yi shook his head and sighed, saying in a deep voice, "How could he have given birth to such a stubborn and inflexible son as Tang Lian?"
"Okay, I agree." Zhang Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed on Tang Lian's behalf.
It's not like it's his wedding, so what's it to him?
"Lian'er, what did you just say?" Tang Yi was stunned, hardly believing his ears.
Immediately afterwards, his aged hands began to tremble slightly, and his eyes were filled with joy.
Heaven has eyes! Tang Lian, that blockhead, has finally come to his senses!
"Now that you are about to become the successor of the Tang Clan, there are certain secrets about the Tang Clan that you must know in advance."
Tang Yi gazed into the distance, his expression distant and complex.
Do you know how Tang San died?
"Isn't it just that he stole the sect's secret techniques, which is against the sect's rules, and chose to commit suicide to atone for his sins?"
"However, Tang San was able to create the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, a technique that had been lost to the Tang Sect for a long time. Although he was an outer disciple, it must be admitted that he was a rare genius in the Tang Sect in the last hundred years."
Zhang Yun raised an eyebrow, suddenly becoming quite interested: "Could there be some unknown secret behind this?"
"Since the founding of the Tang Clan, the methods for making the highest-level hidden weapons in the clan, the Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus and Guanyin's Tear, have been controlled by successive clan leaders. Others have no right to inquire about them."
Tang Yi slowly said, "Therefore, I have reason to suspect that the Tang Clan's pinnacle hidden weapons were not lost because their manufacturing process was too complicated."
"Even with the sect leader's power alone, is it still possible for something to appear or disappear at will?"
"Furthermore, apart from a few of us high-ranking members, none of the inner disciples of the Tang Clan are allowed to set foot in this forbidden area. Even if they manage to open the door by chance, the traps and hidden weapons inside will ensure their death and prevent them from ever returning."
"Don't you find it strange that Tang San, a mere outer disciple, could so easily step into the forbidden area, obtain the sect's ultimate technique, and then emerge unscathed?"
"Therefore, I deduce that there must be an extraordinary relationship between Tang San and the sect leader. Tang San is very likely the sect leader's illegitimate son." Tang Yi believed that his deduction was almost certainly correct.
His words were so logical and well-founded, his analysis so logical and clear, that Zhang Yun almost believed him.
"What are you trying to say?" Zhang Yun asked casually, not particularly interested in such gossip.
"You don't know, when the sect leader was facing Tang San, he talked nonsense. Not only did he say that he would make an exception to promote Tang San to an inner disciple, but he also listed him as the only successor of the Tang Sect."
"Lian'er, thankfully their act was over and Tang San is dead, otherwise the Tang Clan would have belonged to Tang San in the future!"
"So I'm reminding you here that although you are the sect leader's eldest disciple, you are not his only choice. You still need to work harder to gain that old man's absolute trust."
"I understand. So when can we get married?" Zhang Yun asked, getting straight to the point.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow! How many times do I have to say it!"
The next day.
As the sun rose high in the sky, the entire outer gate of the Tang Clan was brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers. Almost all the high-ranking and respected figures of the Tang Clan lined up outside the gate to welcome the guests.
Normally, even the outer disciples of the Tang Clan would never allow outsiders to set foot here.
But today is an exception.
Today is an auspicious day, the joyous wedding of Tang Lian, the eldest disciple of the Tang Clan, and Lei Xinrui, the daughter of the Thunderbolt Hall. It also signifies that the alliance between the Tang Clan and the Thunderbolt Hall is becoming even stronger.
A red carpet stretched from the Tang Clan's mountain gate all the way to the foot of the mountain, with vibrant flowers scattered on both sides.
Bright red lanterns hung high, creating a joyous atmosphere.
Zhang Yun wore a fiery red robe that showcased his tall and sturdy figure, exuding an extraordinary and otherworldly aura.