NOVPUB"Is being at the ninth level of the Nirvana Realm that impressive? Rank isn’t everything. I just don’t understand, with strength like yours, what gives you the right to be so arrogant?" Lin Qian clapped his hands, speaking in a leisurely manner.
At this moment, in front of a large tree, two brothers, one fat and one thin, had their clothes completely stripped away and their wrists bound by Binding Ropes, hanging from the tree.
Ye Lin, standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded. Just now, when Lin Qian made his move, she hadn’t even seen it clearly before the two brothers were passed out on the ground.
Following that, with a flick of his hand, Lin Qian conjured two golden ropes from thin air, binding the brothers’ wrists and hanging them from the tree.
What made Ye Lin blush was that after Lin Qian hung them up, he stripped off all their clothes.
After doing all this, Lin Qian pinched the two men at the philtrum to stir them awake and spoke the words he had just said.
At this point, the two brothers hanging from the tree were overwhelmed with shame, as this mountain was an area inhabited by inner sect disciples. More and more inner sect disciples were now gathering around them.
"Isn’t that those two guys? Always throwing their weight around, they’ve finally met their match today!"
"Look, that’s the Young Emperor Lin Qian, he’s back."
"By the looks of it, he’s the one behind this. He really has given us a piece of his mind."
The inner sect disciples who gradually gathered around, looking at the brothers being hanged, were all commenting and seemed quite thrilled.
Hearing the words of the surrounding inner sect disciples, Lin Qian smiled and walked up to the two hanging men: "It seems your reputations aren’t very good."
"Lin Qian, you’ve got some nerve! I advise you to let us down quickly; otherwise, our Boss Gao won’t let you off," the fatter brother among the two threatened.
Lin Qian glanced at the chubby-faced youth in front of him, raised an eyebrow, and swung a slap across the man’s face.
"Slap!"
The crisp sound of a slap rang out, and the hanging chubby-faced youth spun around like a top.
"Satisfying!" Seeing the chubby-faced youth being spun around by a slap, the onlooking inner sect disciples cheered loudly.
After the slap, Lin Qian did not pay attention to the chubby-faced youth anymore and went straight to the skinny-faced youth: "What are your names, where do you come from, and who is your boss?"
The skinny-faced youth looked at his still-spinning brother, swallowed his saliva, and quickly replied, "My name is Shi Fei, my brother’s name is Shi Hang, we come from the Qinghua Domain, and our boss is Gao Benli."
Slap!
Just after the skinny-faced youth finished speaking, Lin Qian raised his hand and delivered another resounding slap to the man’s face.
Following this, Shi Fei, the younger of the two brothers, immediately had a red, swollen handprint appear on his face.
Because Lin Qian had grabbed him after the slap, Shi Fei did not spin endlessly like Shi Hang but was instead a bit dazed from the strike.
"I... I already told you everything, why did you still hit me?" Shi Fei asked Lin Qian, feeling somewhat wronged after coming back to his senses.
"You answered too slowly, making me wait three whole seconds. I’m not pleased," Lin Qian replied indifferently and turned his head to look at Shi Hang, realizing unwittingly, he had stopped spinning.
Although Shi Hang had spun around so many times, he was still a ninth-level Soul Martial Artist of the Nirvana Realm; with his strength, he was far from fainting.
"Boss Gao will definitely not let you off, Lin Qian, do you realize you’re finished?" After stopping, Shi Hang shouted angrily.
"I’ll wipe that smirk off your grandma’s face!" Lin Qian, enraged yet laughing, rushed forward and slapped Shi Hang’s chubby cheek again.
"Prrrrr..." Shi Hang’s spit flew out with the slap, and he began to spin rapidly.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Not content with just a single slap, Lin Qian followed Shi Hang’s spiraling face and kept delivering blows one after another, as if he were whipping a top, making his opponent spin faster and faster.
"Eh..." The Inner Sect Disciples watching this scene covered their faces, unable to bear looking directly.
After finishing with Shi Hang, Lin Qian turned his gaze once more toward Shi Fei.
Seeing the gaze turned his way, Shi Fei’s mouth twitched, and he gave Lin Qian a fawning smile: "Heh heh, hehehe..."
Slap!
"Why did you hit me again?" Shi Fei’s face fell, looking at Lin Qian puzzled, genuinely befuddled.
"Your smile is too ugly!" Lin Qian glanced at his palm and spoke indifferently, "Your boss, Gao Benli, exactly who is he?"
"He’s the direct grandson of the previous Sect Master of Wanxiang Sect, left Coastal State in his early years. We’re not natives of Coastal State; we followed Boss Gao back from outside Coastal State." Barely had Shi Fei finished speaking when he received another slap.
Slap!
"Brother, why did you hit me again?"
Lin Qian, his face full of regret, rubbed his hands together and sheepishly said to Shi Fei, "Oh, I got carried away, just swung without thinking. Sorry."
"Wuwuwu..." Hearing Lin Qian’s response, Shi Fei actually began to cry pitifully.
Ever since following Gao Benli to Coastal State and joining Wanxiang Sect, it had always been the two brothers who bullied others. When had they ever been strung up and whipped like today?
Seeing that Shi Fei had actually started crying, Lin Qian looked at him in astonishment and, after a moment, shook his head, "No backbone, it’s just a few slaps, is it really worth crying over?"
After speaking, Lin Qian beckoned Ye Lin with a wave of his hand, "Let’s go, come to Maoqing Mountain with me and tell me what exactly is the deal with this Gao Benli."
"Oh!" Ye Lin agreed, and as she passed by Shi Hang, she mimicked Lin Qian’s manner and delivered an additional slap.
Just as Shi Hang was about to slow down, Ye Lin’s slap made him let out a howl, and he started spinning rapidly again.
After Lin Qian and Ye Lin left, only the fat and thin brothers, stripped bare and hanging, were left behind—one spinning, the other crying.
None of the onlooking Inner Sect Disciples felt any sympathy for the two; rather, they found it incredibly satisfying. There were even quite a few bold Inner Sect Disciples who stepped forward and started whipping the two brothers just like Lin Qian.
Little did Lin Qian know, after he left, Shi Hang was spun around by the other Inner Sect Disciples for over an hour, and Shi Fei’s face swelled up like a watermelon.
After returning to Maoqing Mountain, Lin Qian sat in the courtyard and gestured for Ye Lin to sit opposite him.
"Brother Lin Qian, you’ve finally come back. That was so satisfying just now," Ye Lin exclaimed excitedly, waving her hand. But then, a trace of sorrow appeared in her eyes, "But if you could have come back earlier, Bai Ren... he wouldn’t have..."
"What happened to Bai Ren?" Seeing Ye Lin like this, a sense of foreboding surfaced in Lin Qian’s heart, and he hurriedly inquired.
