"This..." Mo Hanxian was of course unwilling to hand her over. Otherwise, word would spread that he could not protect his disciple's reputation. Besides, if he had been willing to hand her over, he would have done so long ago—why would there be an interrogation now?
"Chou cannot be handed over to you!" A middle-aged nun stepped forward, flicking her sleeve, her face filled with stubborn resolve.
"Senior Sister Tan, please rest assured. Chou has declared that she committed no crime, and our Hanxian Sect naturally believes her. We will not casually hand her over to anyone." Mo Hanxian hurriedly spoke. I glanced at the middle-aged nun and immediately realized that this Senior Sister Tan was none other than Chou's master.
Having received the sect leader's reassurance, Senior Sister Tan could only nod and retreat. But how could Shaozheng Yifu let the matter rest so easily? He sneered, "Chou has already married into my Shaozheng Lineage. She is the wife of my third brother, Shaozheng Yiqing, and therefore my younger sister-in-law. When our Shaozheng Lineage takes her back, you can say that she has nothing to do with you anymore. So even if you, Senior Sister Tan, came forward to stop us, I'm afraid you have no grounds to act so righteously, do you?"
"You! Chou is my disciple. I will be her master for the rest of her life. How could I allow you to take her away? Heh, it would have been fine if you hadn't brought this up. But since you have, this old woman has no choice but to speak her mind. Let's not even discuss whether she was at fault first, nor who killed your Shaozheng Hao. She told me about all the sinister things your people said, did, and carried out after she entered