Chen Youliang echoed from the side, "That's right. With your martial arts, if you hadn't gone willingly, how could you have been tied up and brought here like this? The only explanation is that you and she conspired to deceive us, plotting to seize the position of Beggar's Clan Chief. What wolfish ambition!"
His words immediately stirred the beggars into righteous indignation. They all glared furiously at the two of them.
Song Qingshu frowned. Chen Youliang truly was an expert at reading people's hearts. He had indeed allowed himself to be tied up willingly, though his reasons were nothing like what Chen Youliang had guessed.
"Sever your right arm, and I'll spare her life. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy to a delicate flower!" Cheng Kun thought that no matter how formidable Song Qingshu's martial arts were, losing his right arm would reduce his abilities by seventy or eighty percent, leaving him no longer worth fearing. He thus added another measure of force with his hand, making Shi Xiangyun cry out in pain.
Song Qingshu laughed. "You're a villain who has been famous for many years. Why would you say something so laughable? Not to mention that this woman has nothing to do with me—even if she really were my woman, do you think I'd sever an arm for her?"
Cheng Kun's old face flushed. He certainly would not agree to such a demand himself. He had originally hoped to exploit the rules of a gentleman, and he had not demanded that both arms be severed because he feared pushing the other party too far. Yet he had not expected Song Qingshu to be no gentleman at all, but as cunning as an old fox.
"You needn't pretend to be so calm. I'll count to three. If you