Moon Concealment Sect.
It was unusually quiet today.
There wasn't even a single disciple guarding the mountain gate.
Because everyone in the sect had been tied up.
They were all holed up in the main hall.
All the disciples were seated together, their hands and feet bound with ropes and their mouths sealed with tape.
Their Spiritual Energy had been sealed as well, leaving them just like ordinary people, anxiously waiting where they were.
Uneasy, frightened expressions covered their pretty faces.
In the center were the immobilized Yun Luo and Yun Meng, who had been bound in a tortoise-shell position.
After making a full circuit around Moon Concealment Sect, Jiang Siming returned to the main hall and asked Yun Meng, "Where's my girlfriend? Where did you hide her?"
Jiang Siming had searched everywhere but couldn't find her, and even his Spiritual Sense couldn't detect Nangong Wan's location. He could only return to question Yun Meng and tear the tape from her mouth.
Yun Meng sneered. "Don't even think about making me tell you."
"Oh? You're a defeated subordinate and a prisoner, yet you still dare to be stubborn. Looks like you're really asking for a beating."
"If you've got the guts, kill me." Yun Meng was utterly fearless and wanted only to die.
In fact, after being humiliated like this in front of all the disciples, she had wanted to die for a long time.
She would rather die in battle than suffer such humiliation at Jiang Siming's hands.
But Jiang Siming saw through her intentions completely. Not only did he not kill her, he instead went outside and broke off a bamboo strip.
He swung it once!
Smack!
The bamboo strip struck Yun Meng.
Jiang Siming hadn't held back, and he had infused the bamboo strip with Spiritual Energy.