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"You bastard!" Qingfeng slapped him twice across the face.

Two sharp "snap" sounds rang out, particularly jarring in the quiet night.

Qingfeng was a martial artist with terrifyingly strong hands. After those two slaps, Awang's face quickly swelled up, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, he saw stars, and his ears were ringing.

"Miss Tao'er knows more than just our Pavilion Master."

The sound of the breeze was as cold as wind blowing from hell.

"She is also our leader's savior."

If you offend her, you offend the entire Seven Kill Pavilion.

Do you think you can still live?

Awang collapsed to the ground, his whole body trembling like a leaf.

Tao'er snorted coldly, without a trace of pity in her voice: "You want me to let you go?"

When you bribed kidnappers to abduct my brother, did you ever consider letting him go?

"Miss Tao'er, I deserve to die! I was just confused for a moment!"

Awang cried and shouted, his face covered in tears and snot, making him look even uglier.

"I really didn't want him to die, I just..."

I was short of money and had no other way to make money, so I came up with this terrible idea.

I'm not human, I deserve to die, I deserve to die...

He slapped himself repeatedly, one hand on each side, the blows making a loud thud.

"But I really didn't mean to kill him, Miss Tao'er!"

Please, please forgive me this time, for I was confused for a moment!

I promise I will disappear from your sight from this day forward and never dare to show my face again in this lifetime…

"Let you go?"

Tao'er's voice suddenly rose, filled with long-suppressed anger.

"You'll have to endure my whip first!"

Before she finished speaking, she reached her right hand to her waist and grasped a finely crafted and sturdy short whip.

The whip was not long, about three feet long, and the body was woven from fine cowhide. A small copper bead was attached to the tip of the whip, which gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

This was given to her by Xiao Yi for self-defense; I never expected it to come in handy tonight.

Tao'er gripped the whip tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"Qingfeng, shut him up."

She spoke slowly and deliberately.

To avoid the wailing from disturbing the neighbors.

Qingfeng grinned, and without saying a word, bent down, took off one of his socks, crumpled it up, and stuffed it directly into Awang's mouth.

Awang's eyes widened, his stomach churned, but he could only utter muffled "ooh" sounds.

"Smack..."

The first whip fell.

A bloody gash immediately appeared on Awang's shoulder, and he sprang up as if he had been electrocuted, rolling on the ground.

"You bastard! You dare touch my people? You're asking for death!"

"Smack..."

The second lash struck his back, tearing his clothes open and exposing the raw flesh.

"Ayan, you dare to touch me!"

How old is he?

Have you lost your conscience?

"Smack..."

The third lash landed on his arm, and drops of blood splattered.

"You choose the path to heaven but refuse to take it, while you insist on forcing your way into hell when there is no way out!"

"If I don't beat you until you question the meaning of life today, I'm not a Liu!"

Tao'er gritted her teeth and lashed out with the whip, each lash carrying the anger and lingering fear of the past few days.

She was filled with rage when she remembered Ayan's pale face when he was rescued and the thought that Ayan might have died because of him!

Tonight, I'll settle these scores with this bastard, one by one.

Awang rolled on the ground in pain, his mouth stuffed with socks so he couldn't scream, only letting out one unwilling whimper after another.

He rolled on the ground, leaving trails of blood in his wake.

The courtyard reeked of blood.

Tao'er was so tired from whipping that her arms ached and she could no longer lift them, so she finally stopped.

She was panting, a thin layer of sweat beading on her forehead, but her eyes remained as cold as knives.

"Gentle Breeze".

She took a deep breath, her voice regaining its calmness, but that calmness was more chilling than anger.

"Yes," Qingfeng replied.

"Give him another fifty strokes of the cane."

Tao'er wrapped the whip back around her waist.

"Then they severed his tendons, cut off his tongue, put him in a sack, and threw him into the mountains to feed the wolves."

She said this in such a flat tone, as if she were giving instructions on what to have for dinner.

Qingfeng grinned, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Alright!"

Gee!

As expected of the master's future wife, her ruthlessness is no less than that of the master!

Master has excellent taste!

Upon hearing this, Awang's pupils dilated completely, and he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, too exhausted to even struggle.

Qingfeng gave Doctor Li a wink, and the two of them dragged Awang to the bench in the middle of the courtyard and held him down tightly.

The boards fell, one after another, the crackling sounds echoing in the night, interspersed with muffled groans and the crisp cracking of bones breaking.

In no time, Awang fainted.

Without changing his expression, Qingfeng pried open his mouth, and with a swift stroke, half of his tongue rolled to the ground.

Then he severed his tendons in his hands and feet, the movements were clean and swift, and not a single drop of blood splattered on him.

He put the unconscious Awang into a sack, tied the opening tightly, and carried it on his shoulder with one hand.

"Sect Master, Miss Tao'er, I'll be going now."

Qingfeng nodded to Xiao Yi and Tao'er.

Xiao Yi nodded slightly.

With a leap, Qingfeng disappeared into the vast night.

The courtyard fell silent, leaving only bloodstains on the ground and the lingering smell of blood in the air.

Tao'er stood under the eaves, staring at the pool of blood, motionless.

The night breeze ruffled the stray hairs at her temples, and she suddenly felt a lump in her throat and her eyes well up with tears, but she ultimately did not shed a tear.

A hand gently rested on her shoulder.

She turned her head and saw that Xiao Yi had walked up to her side at some point.

Under the moonlight, his expression remained indifferent, but the warmth emanating from his hand was real.

"Well done," he said.

With just four words, Tao'er finally felt relieved, as if a heavy weight had been pressing on her heart for days.

She pursed her lips, her voice slightly strained: "I've finally gotten my due reward for the suffering Ayan endured!"

With this hidden danger finally eliminated, Tao'er breathed a sigh of relief.

But wouldn't Xiao Yi and the others think it's too cruel?

who cares!

No matter how you deal with someone like that, it's not excessive!

"Xiao Yi, there's a bloody smell in this courtyard, Your Highness, and I smell it on myself too. I'm going to take a bath first."

Could you please wash this yard? Ayan and the others will be staying in your yard tonight.

Also, wait a minute, everyone, don't rush to sleep yet. I need to discuss something with you all.

After Tao'er finished speaking, she went back into the house to get a change of clothes.

It was really uncomfortable to be all sweaty.

"This girl has certainly brought us together."

Ha ha……"

Doctor Li smiled.

"Dad, this is your future daughter-in-law, and also your apprentice. Stop nagging and get to work!"

Peach can't stand the smell of blood!

Xiao Yi said dismissively, but the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up in the darkness.

The fact that she's willing to order him around means she considers him one of her own; otherwise, why wouldn't she order A-Chen around?

Elder Li shook his head and sighed: This Pavilion Master is destined to be a henpecked husband!