Deep within the Dragon Transformation Sect, a secluded little courtyard was so quiet that one could hear the beating of hearts.
Ye Fensheng, clad in a black robe embroidered with patterns of punishment, slowly stepped through the courtyard gate. The tip of his shoe crushed the fallen leaves before the steps, and his voice was so bland there was not a trace of warmth in it. "Take them."
As soon as the words fell, four gray-robed law enforcement disciples immediately stepped forward, the refined iron chains in their hands clattering loudly.
Lin Yue and Xu Hui had been sitting beside the stone table. At the sight, their faces instantly turned pale as paper. They stared at Ye Fensheng in despair. This sect's Elder of Punishment had always been a man of his word, and no one knew how much blood from errant disciples stained his hands.
The moment they saw him, the two knew their deeds had been exposed.
"Elder Ye! We..." Xu Hui trembled all over and was just about to defend himself when Lin Yue grabbed him.
Lin Yue knew perfectly well that their collusion with the Third Prince and their leaking of the address of Wang Yue's lineage had long since come to light. Any defense would only add to their crimes.
More importantly, their families were still in the prefectural city. If they resisted, their clansmen would only suffer for it.
The two offered no struggle whatsoever, allowing the law enforcement disciples to slip chains over their wrists.
Ye Fensheng walked to the stone table, lightly tapping its surface with his fingertips as his gaze swept over them. "Colluding with an outsider from the imperial family, threatening others with their clansmen, and persecuting the sect's true disciples. Do you admit your guilt?"
With a thud, Lin