The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Tang Tianao's heartfelt words made Tang Yuncang's face even colder.

Tang Yixien felt a little nervous. It turned out that there was nothing good about calling him here.

Tang Yixien didn't respond to Tang Tianao's words, he didn't even look at him.

He walked slowly and calmly to Tang Yuncang and bowed slightly.

"The son has met his father."

Tang Yixin didn't respond. Tang Tianao felt blocked in his heart, as if hitting cotton.

This is different from Tang Yixien’s previous hurried explanations.

Tang Yuncang's expression relaxed when he saw Tang Yixien's calm and measured salute.

He had some doubts about poisoning Tang Yixin.

How could he suddenly be so bold? But the evidence was solid, and it was so covert, so he naturally believed it a little.

Tang Tianao raised his chin, walked to Tang Yixian and continued,

"Brother, what? Just don't respond, okay?"

Xuan Yuran was also in the hall at this time. He said in a slightly cold tone,

"Second Master Tang, you must have evidence for what you say."

Tang Tianao turned his head and squinted his eyes at Xuan Yuran, and said,

"Hmm, okay, evidence, right?"

At this time, a thin disciple walked in quickly from outside, and seemed to have been waiting outside for a long time. He knelt down and saluted Tang Yuncang, and said in a panic tone,

"I served the Master during his lunch break today. I heard that the incense was for calming the Master's spirit. I took out a stick and was about to light it when I accidentally knocked over the kettle next to it, and the incense fell into the water."

The disciple looked at Tang Yixin timidly at this moment, his body slightly startled, as if he was frightened.

Tang Yixien looked back at him with some confusion.

The thin disciple continued to stammer,

“And then… and then…”

"Just talk nicely, why are you so nervous?" Tang Tianao said angrily.

"Then the fragrance melted immediately when it came into contact with water. I touched it, and then..."

Having said this, the disciple pulled his arm out from his sleeve. It was already black, obviously he had been poisoned.

"Thank you, Second Young Master, for saving my life." The thin disciple kowtowed to Tang Tianao in sudden realization.

He looked up at Tang Yixien with pity and fear.

Tang Tianao then said,

"I've had those incense sticks tested, and they're indeed poisonous. The poison is so cleverly formulated that it's difficult to detect. This poison will take effect quickly for ordinary cultivators, but for a cultivator like father, it takes a gradual approach. It won't take effect until all the incense sticks are burned."

At this moment, the hall suddenly became quiet.

Several people looked at Tang Yixin, as if waiting for his admission.

Xuan Yuran was about to say something when Tang Yixien stopped him with a look.

Tang Yixian calmly shook his head and said,

"Father, I didn't do it. I never poisoned anyone."

Tang Tianao picked up the box of incense on the table, dropped it with a clang, and snorted coldly.

"Brother, there's no point in denying it. The evidence is all here."

"My dear nephew, there are some things that you can't just deny."

At this time, Tang Ziyu and Tang Tianao spoke in unison.

Tang Yixian turned to look at his uncle who was taking advantage of his misfortune, and said in a low and calm voice,

"Uncle, plotting to murder the Tang family's lord is a grave crime. I have no reason to do this, especially since he's my father. Also, from what my second brother said, all the incense needs to be burned for it to work. Who can guarantee that all of it can be burned? What if one is missed? Isn't using this to poison someone just taking a chance?"

Tang Tianao's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't expect that the man who was timid before would suddenly become so talkative. He paused and said,

"Fortunately, father is fine. Good things happen to those who are lucky. Father, my eldest brother was also confused for a moment."

Tang Yixien's eyebrows moved slightly, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

On the surface, this is a plea for mercy for him, but in reality it is a condemnation of him.

Tang Yuncang's face was clearly filled with disappointment and hesitation.

His legitimate son would be a good match for marriage, and he had just accepted an apprentice, so he didn't know what to do with him for a moment.

Tang Ziyu seemed to see Tang Yuncang's hesitation and said at the right moment,

"How about you first let my nephew be imprisoned in the tower for a while until the matter is thoroughly investigated."

The Tang family's tower prison is where people who have committed unforgivable crimes go.

Tang Yuncang hesitated slightly, and seemed to agree.

I thought it would be good to teach him some lessons.

If it is found that he really intends to murder him, then just imprison him and make him into a furnace.

Tang Yixin knew that the original owner's father didn't like him, but he didn't expect it to go to this extent.

He really had no regard for the father-son relationship at all, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed for the original owner.

If he was really imprisoned in the tower prison, his uncle and his brother would probably make sure he never got out.

Seeing this, Tang Tianao couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth into a satisfied smile. He patted his clothes, raised his chin to the sky, and said quickly,

"What are you waiting for? Take the person out."

He looked as if he was afraid of the long night and many dreams.

Two burly disciples approached Tang Yixin and pretended to take him away. Tang Yixin slowly backed away, looking towards the entrance of the hall.

Suddenly, a red figure appeared at the door, followed by Yao Lao.

Yao Lao was out of breath as he walked, probably because he was dragged here by Xuan Yuran.

Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao also came with them.

After Sheng Qingye entered the room and bowed, the black iron chain in his hand jingled and was placed on the ground in front of Tang Yixin. White cold mist rose from the chain.

He looked like he was going to see what was going on.

He can bully his teacher, but others can't.

Jin Xiaoxiao looked like a leisurely young man, but his eyes were always on the two burly disciples in front of Tang Yixin.

Xuan Yuran was already standing behind Tang Yixien.

Seeing this situation, the two burly disciples showed some fear on their faces, because they knew Sheng Qingye.

If they are not careful, their hands will be broken.

They had seen the temper of the eldest son of the Sheng family before.

Just now, Tang Yixien took advantage of no one's attention and sent a message to Xuan Yuran, asking him to go find Yao Lao.

On the way to find Yao Lao, Xuan Yuran met Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao.

"Sheng Qingye, don't you take it seriously, Lord?"

Uncle Tang Ziyu said in a low voice with a scolding tone. He knew that he failed to win over Sheng Qingye, but he did not expect that he would have a new enemy.

Sheng Qingye didn't buy it, he raised his beautiful eyes and said,

"My Lord, I really don't take it seriously. I have always kept it in my heart."

The people around him were also sweating.

Tang Yuncang's eyes were not too cold, and he said with a tone of an elder,

"Qingye, don't mess around."

"Yes."

Sheng Qingye immediately replied loudly and politely.