Nan Xianshi acted like a good disciple easing her master's worries, taking out a copy of the sect rules from her Storage Bag and flipping through a few pages.
Then she stepped forward, righteous and imposing. "Senior Sister Bai Ling's injuries don't look too serious to me. Besides, that outer sect disciple had her reasons for acting... How about one month of confinement and a fine of one thousand Contribution Points?"
Bai Ling's pupils contracted violently.
Her injuries weren't serious?
She said her injuries weren't serious!?
On the surface, they truly did not look severe. She had only one conspicuous wound that had drawn blood.
But Bai Lan wielded her spear cleanly and sharply, often secretly shifting her spear techniques into staff techniques during battle to strike people with a sap. Her control over her strength was also exquisitely precise.
It hurt, but not enough to draw blood.
But it hurt! Bai Lan had seemed to be venting her anger, every move incomparably fierce.
Had the matter of her sending a Core Formation stage cultivator to hunt Bai Lan down been discovered? Impossible, wasn't it? If Bai Ling had encountered a Core Formation stage assassin from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, how could she have survived until now?
She had done it on purpose. Bai Lan had definitely been deliberately picking a fight with her.
A chill flashed through Bai Ling's eyes. Just as she was about to refute her, Bai Lan stepped forward.
"This disciple accepts the punishment."
Bai Ling paused. This woman was accepting punishment that quickly?
"I wonder what excellent method Martial Aunt Bai Ling used to conceal her identity." Bai Lan sighed softly and spoke in a low voice. "This disciple violated the sect rules and is willing to go to Meditation Cliff to receive punishment!"
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