The three monks had not been beaten by Uchiha Shin for long before they began begging for mercy.
"It was us, it was us! Mystic Spirit King, stop hitting us! We admit it—the fire was our doing..."
The three monks shouted loudly.
Uchiha Shin withdrew his fists and shook off the blood on his hands.
When the fat monk from before saw this, he hurriedly ingratiated himself by offering a handkerchief for Uchiha Shin to wipe away the blood.
As Uchiha Shin wiped the blood from his hands, he looked at the three monks on the ground. "Why don't you hurry up and tell the truth?"
"Mystic Spirit King, the three of us did indeed set fires here tonight, but we weren't the only ones. There were quite a few others."
"Then point every one of them out and have them come stand in the middle," Uchiha Shin said flatly.
The three monks got to their feet and began searching for the monks who had set the fires.
Someone had already brought over a stool and placed it beside Uchiha Shin. He sat down leisurely and waited in silence.
"Get the hell out here!"
"It's you! What are you hiding for? Come out!"
"And you two little bastards! Get over here!"
The three monks searched all around, shouting at the top of their lungs.
"Search properly, and don't falsely accuse anyone. Otherwise, I'll make your lives even worse than death," Uchiha Shin's voice rang out again.
The three monks trembled slightly and hurriedly nodded in response.
Before long, the three monks had identified ten or twenty monks and dragged them to stand in the middle.
"Is that everyone?" Uchiha Shin asked.
"That's everyone. It was these people who did it with us. The three of us know very well."