After saying that, he raised his hand and flicked the folding fan away.

The peach blossom fan was incredibly sharp; in no time, it swept through the chaotic crowd and severed Shang Qinghan's leg.

Blood splattered everywhere. Shang Qinghan screamed, finally losing the ability to resist.

He was captured alive by a group of disciples from the Imperial Sword Manor and held captive, bound hand and foot.

The disciples of the White Moon Cult, seeing their master arrested, were like headless flies, disorganized and hesitant to step forward.

They could only stand frozen in place, weapons in hand.

As the recording reached this point, Xiao Yao, who was carrying the camera in her mind's eye, couldn't help but gasp: [Is the Master no longer planning to pretend? What if this gets out?]

It would be better if word got out. Si Jin reminded him softly: I am a puppet without my own thoughts. Whoever uses psychological suggestion to give me orders, I will obey them.

If this gets out, won't it just confirm that I'm being controlled?

I'm the one who's been misunderstood by everyone, the most innocent one!

The gentle voice sent chills down Xiao Yao's spine.

Sure enough, the mad cult leader doesn't need to break character at all; he's having a blast playing the role.

So scary (ω)

Seeing Shang Qinghan arrested, the disciples of Yujian Manor beside Si Jin smiled knowingly.

Generously, he handed over all the "antidote to all poisons" he had mastered to Si Jin, saying, "Thank you. We'll take your junior uncle away now. It's almost evening, remember to go back for dinner."

"Mm." Si Jin responded obediently, smiling as she saw off the people from Yujian Manor.

He even made a special trip to greet the young master: "You all must take good care of Junior Uncle!"

The young master turned around: "Don't worry, we will definitely treat you well."

They used every kind of cruel torture to seriously entertain him!

… …

After seeing off the people from Yujian Manor, Si Jin walked back to Baiyue Sect.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen corpses lying at the entrance.

Many of the White Moon Cult disciples loyal to Shang Qinghan have already been eliminated by the Imperial Sword Manor.

Seeing Si Jin approaching, she became even angrier.

"Master, Mr. Shang is your junior uncle, how can you help others harm him?"

Finally, someone could no longer bear it and shouted out in anger.

This shout further fueled the crowd's anger: "That's right! That traitorous dog! It's a waste that Mr. Shang has been teaching him so carefully for over twenty years!"

"Why waste words with him? We can't just storm the Imperial Sword Manor, can't we at least teach this heartless fool a lesson? Kill Ling Sijin and avenge Mr. Shang!"

The first person to speak was the one who charged forward with a sword.

His gaze was fierce, and his sword reflected the glow of the sunset.

It seemed as if it would pierce Si Jin's neck at any moment.

But after only one step, his neck was slashed by a folding fan.

His limbs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.

"How pitiful." Si Jin still maintained her habit of feigning tears before killing someone: "You all look very sad."

So, do you yearn for redemption?

The last few words conveyed a chilling feeling, making one's heart tremble with unease.

"Ling Sijin, how dare you..."

"Then I'll send you to paradise." With a few tears welling up in his eyes, Si Jin killed four or five people who wanted to take his life.

The others realized the difference in strength and dared not step forward again.

Even if they are angry, they can only keep it inside.

He thought he would back down first, and then find another opportunity to continue assassinating Ling Sijin.

They quickly backed down, arranged the bodies properly, and returned to their respective rooms.

Thinking they had at least escaped a disaster, they never expected that before they could even have dinner, the White Moon Sect disciples led by the Grand Elder would knock on their door.

He said coldly, "The leader said that the White Moon Sect does not tolerate dogs that attempt to devour their master, and sent us to clean up the sect."

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Today's episode is all about the crazy and arrogant guy. A-Yuan will be back tomorrow.

Regarding the next dimension, would you like to see the arrogant male empress of a fallen kingdom versus the insane Nine Thousand Years Abyss?

Do you still want to see Yuan, a part-time writer with high-functioning autism, versus Jin, an all-around editor who sells her waist and urges for manuscripts?

Of course, this story won't end so quickly; I'm just soliciting everyone's opinions and organizing my thoughts. (If you'd like to see both, I can write them both, love you!)