SOL Chapter 2

Cui Wei Sword Pavilion (Middle)

Since it’s imprisonment, this Sword Pavilion disciple uniform naturally cannot be worn.

Previously, when Li Shan was sent to the water dungeon, due to the suddenness of the event and the urgency of time, they forgot to change it.

Lin Que smiled and said, “Please take off this outer robe. If someone has tampered with it, causing trouble, it wouldn’t be good.”

Among the Bamboo Forest is the important ground of the Sword Pavilion. If Li Shan has a demonic curse on him and brings it in, it may be harmful to the Sword Pavilion.

However, Lin Que mentioned this in front of the Sword Pavilion members, intending to embarrass Li Shan, so the word “please” was emphasized heavily.

Li Shan only looked as usual, “Please, Sect Leader, untie the ropes on my hands.”

This is within the Hall of Deliberations of the Sword Pavilion. It’s expected that Li Shan cannot take the opportunity to escape. The elder who brought him back grunted and withdrew the magical artifact.

Li Shan was still kneeling on the ground, raised his hand to untie the belt around his waist, and the dark outer robe loosened, revealing the snow-white inner garment.

After taking off the disciple uniform, he lowered his head and carefully folded it before placing it beside him.

He raised his hand to remove the hair ornaments on his head, and his hair fell like fluffy clouds, contrasting with his snow-white cheeks, revealing a hint of weakness. With only the single garment left after removing the outer robe, his back appeared even more thin.

Seeing the once-celebrated “Number One of Sword Pavilion” publicly humiliated like this, the Sword Pavilion members couldn’t help but feel a secret, unspeakable pleasure rising in their hearts.

However, seeing that Li Shan did not show the humiliation or anger they expected, they were somewhat disappointed. Someone in the crowd mocked, “Just a prisoner, pretending to be something.”

Lin Que thought the same way, but since Li Shan had done as he said, he couldn’t continue to make things difficult for him and had to take Li Shan back to Among the Bamboo Forest first.

It wasn’t until Lin Que brought Li Shan back to the bamboo house that he noticed something was wrong. He brushed aside the long hair near Li Shan’s ear, and the tassel of the copper bell hanging on Li Shan’s ear lightly swept across the back of his hand, such an eye-catching, gorgeous red.

Lin Que naturally took the opportunity to make trouble, “Did you deliberately not take it off just now?”

At this moment, Li Shan no longer had the composure he had before. He slightly moved his body to avoid Lin Que’s touch.

He raised his hand to protect the copper bell, and his tone became a little hurried, “If there really is something unusual, the restrictions in the Bamboo Forest will naturally give an abnormal sound. This is just a keepsake of the Li family. I have worn it since I was a child. Please be lenient, Sect Leader, and let me keep it.”

“A keepsake of the Li family?” Lin Que suddenly sneered upon hearing this.

Of course, he knew this was a keepsake of the Li family. Li Huai Su used to often wear it on his waist. Female disciples of the Li family liked to hang this bell on hairpins or use it as earrings.

This copper bell has no other use besides dispelling evil and purifying spirits. The symbol of identity is greater than its actual use.

Lin Que looked at Li Shan playfully, and his words were sarcastic, “Are you a bloodline of the Li family? Just a wild species born of prostitutes. Only your cheap father likes to be a cuckold!”

Li Shan’s heart tightened, and it showed on his face. He stared wide-eyed at Lin Que, somewhat in disbelief.

Seeing Li Shan’s foolish and clumsy appearance, unable to hide his thoughts at all, Lin Que couldn’t help but feel a bit pitiful and endearing.

Lin Que chuckled and said, “Your bitch mother sent you back to the Li family before she died. Although the head of the Li family acknowledged you, he felt disgusted and didn’t even look at you a few times. I’m afraid your bitch mother had secretly conceived with someone else. The head of the Li family was afraid of losing face, so he concealed the matter, didn’t he?”

Although Li Shan still lowered his eyes and remained silent, his body couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

He knew all of this. He grew up in a remote courtyard. The servants and attendants who came to deliver food to him always spoke harshly, saying that she was a little bastard born of a prostitute, who came to the Li family to freeload.

Li Shan’s mother was the number one courtesan in Yangzhou City, named Little Duan.

Her real name is no longer known, but the word “Duan” was her most beloved special feature, praising her skin as fine as silk, wishing to be played with in hand at all times, and enjoying warm spring nights every night.

Lin Que finally saw Li Shan lose his composure and couldn’t help but continue, his tone mocking and teasing, “I also heard that your bitch mother’s skin is smooth and slippery, and once you touch it, you can’t bear to let go. It’s a pity I haven’t been to Yangzhou, otherwise I could have tasted this pleasure too.”

Listening to these filthy words, Li Shan’s fingers were still pressed on the bell, his voice trembling, extremely weak, “If Sect Leader is afraid that I will cause trouble and be detrimental to the Sword Pavilion, you can just abolish my cultivation, even if you kill me directly, I will have nothing to say.”

Lin Que was stunned upon hearing this. Cultivators value these things the most. Where can you find someone like Li Shan, who comes up and asks to cripple his martial arts?

He felt that Li Shan was putting on airs, and sneered, “Wouldn’t that be a pity?”

Li Shan lowered his eyes and said, “I have never been interested in swordsmanship and cultivation. This cultivation is useless to me.”

Hearing these words, the anger in Lin Que’s heart suddenly burned up. What others try their best to obtain, to Li Shan, seems to have become something that can be thrown away at will.

No wonder so many people in the Sword Pavilion dislike Li Shan. This kind of behavior is hateful to anyone who sees it!

Lin Que patted Li Shan’s face as if he was being gentle, smiled, “Keeping your skin and flesh is still useful.”

He was uncomfortable in his heart, so naturally he wouldn’t let Li Shan feel good. He reached out and pried open Li Shan’s fingertips, and pulled the bell off his ear. Because he used too much force, Li Shan’s earlobe immediately turned blood red.

Lin Que threw it away casually, and the copper bell hit the tray on the table, making a crisp sound.

He asked a few serving children to take the plate down, and only Lin and Li were left in the bamboo house.

Looking at Li Shan again, he could be seen visibly decadent, lowering his eyes with a blank expression, as if he had lost his mind.

Lin Que felt much better and said to Li Shan, “You must remember that Li Huai Su has now committed a great mistake. Since you are nominally brothers with him, and you also knew about it and let him go, you can’t escape responsibility. You have to atone for him! I won’t tell others about today’s events, but I still have to punish you to set an example, lest others think that I, as the Sect Leader, am unfair.”