"Elder Su, that... what this lowly one meant was to teach them a lesson on your behalf."
"This lowly one's brother-in-law is a Direct Disciple of the Wuhua Palace, that..."
The crowd of onlookers grew larger, and as they witnessed this rare scene, shock was evident in their eyes.
Was Su Bei standing up for the menial Disciples?
A cold smirk curled at the corner of Su Bei's mouth, and in the next moment, his hand forcefully clenched!
A hoarse scream instantly echoed throughout the area.
Scarface, his face pale, looked at the hand Su Bei had instantly crushed. Pointing at Su Bei with his other trembling hand, he stammered, "You... You dare to commit violence in Wu City??"
The crowd instantly erupted, watching the scene unfold.
With a kick, Su Bei knocked Scarface to the ground and, amidst his howls, ruthlessly stepped on his other hand.
Turning to the few Sword Sect Disciples, their pretty faces deathly pale, he said indifferently, "Tell me everything that happened, word for word."
The Sword Sect Female Disciple whose Dantian had been crippled felt a surge of warmth in her heart. Blood rushed to her head. With tears shimmering in her eyes, she looked at Su Bei and said, "We really did pay the spirit stones! He's a scoundrel; he wanted to extort us."
"We don't have many spirit stones on us. It took all of us pooling our resources to scrape together the 2,000 for Sword Maiden..."
Sword Maiden looked at Su Bei, her nose tingling, her eyes as bright as stars.
Su Bei turned around. Gazing down from his superior position at Scarface, who was still howling beneath his feet, he spoke in an even tone, "You stole their spirit stones?"
Scarface hurriedly nodded, his head repeatedly thudding against the ground as he pleaded, "Elder Su, this lowly one was wrong! I was momentarily blinded by greed..."
"This lowly one should not have done this!" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴovᴇl(ꜰ)ir(e).nᴇt
A murmur of disapproval came from the crowd, as their gazes turned increasingly peculiar when they looked at Su Bei.
Was he really standing up for a few worthless menial Disciples?
It was at this moment that, suddenly, the sound of someone cutting through the air approached from a distance, followed by a group of Sacred Land Disciples dressed in golden robes rushing over.
The man leading them frowned at the scene before him—Su Bei, and Scarface who was still kowtowing on the ground—and shouted loudly, "How audacious, to commit violence within Wu City?"
Scarface looked as if he had found his savior. He struggled to get up and, with a face full of snot and tears, cried out to the Sacred Land Disciples, "Sir, you must seek justice for this lowly one!"
"This member of the Sword Sect, relying on the influence of his sect, openly defies order in Wu City, assaulting this lowly one..."
The Sacred Land Disciples' eyes flickered.
Dealing with someone from the Sword Sect was indeed tricky, but the rules of Wu City—the rules of the Sacred Land—must not be bent for any single sect. With a cold snort, the leading Disciple addressed Su Bei, "Does the Sword Sect dare to commit violence in *my* Wu City?"
"Who gave you the courage?"
Su Bei, however, seemed oblivious. He walked towards Sword Maiden with a gentle expression, tousled her hair, bent down to gaze into her eyes, gently pinched her delicate nose, and smiling, he asked, "Why did you suddenly decide to come out and buy something?"
Feeling Su Bei's gentle movements, Sword Maiden became flustered. An unprecedented sensation spread within her; although she didn't know what it was, a mysterious shyness bloomed, making her feel like a startled fawn.
She gestured in sign language to Su Bei, "I wanted to give you a sword sheath."