It wasn't my first time doing something like this. Spitting up a little blood was ridiculously easy for me—did they really intend to take the blood I'd conjured up for testing? As long as I looked the part, I refused to believe I couldn't win some sympathy.
"Yun Mu! Are you all right?" Yun Wei hurried over.
I went along with it and collapsed into her arms. This time, Yun Wei's face went white with rage, and her eyes reddened. She shouted, "What did you do to my little brother?!"
That furious shout even shook the two grand elders nearby. After all, when Yun Wei lost her temper, she truly had an imposing air far beyond that of an ordinary young girl.
Chen Ting was also utterly baffled. He had been beaten into a swollen pig's head and could barely stand, so how was it that the people who had done the beating were swaying on their feet? If he hadn't known what was going on, he might have thought they had injured themselves from the recoil of beating him.
"Master! You have to stand up for Yun Mu. Yun Mu and us brothers are as close as brothers, and he brought us here to see his quarters and treated us to food and drink. But halfway through the meal, this bunch barged in and beat us up. Just look at your disciple—these fingers... No, there are plenty of injuries in my private parts too, and it feels like they've kicked my butt to pieces!" Mo Xiaoning first held up his fingers, but he seemed to realize that the injury there had come from striking someone else's inner armor during the beating. So he brought up the injury to his buttocks instead, figuring that his own master wouldn't strip him