Senior, Save Me!!

"First! Effective immediately, strip Yu Xiaogang of his self-proclaimed title of 'Grandmaster'!"

"This name is the foundation upon which he deceived the world and stole fame; it is the culmination of the blood and tears of countless wronged souls! Today, it will be nailed to the pillar of historical shame along with his shameless crimes, never to be redeemed again!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

On the viewing platform, Xue Ye and Dai Tianfeng exchanged a glance and stood up from their seats almost simultaneously, afraid of falling behind the other.

Xue Ye preemptively announced in a booming voice.

"I hereby issue an imperial decree! Proclaim to the entire Heaven Dou Empire the shameless face of Yu Xiaogang, this fraudster who deceives the world and steals fame!"

"I will have his crimes engraved on a stone tablet and erected before the Heaven Dou City, so that he may be cursed for all eternity!"

Upon seeing this, Dai Tianfeng snorted coldly, his face full of disdain.

"Petty!"

He suddenly waved his hand, his voice even louder than that of Xue Ye.

"I will not only proclaim this throughout the entire Star Luo Empire! I will also include this matter in the elementary textbooks of all children in the empire! Let Yu Xiaogang be infamous for eternity, becoming a negative example for all children!"

"You...!"

Xue Ye was so angered by his words that his old face turned red, and he glared at him with a huff.

Upon hearing the two imperial monarchs' "finishing blow," Yu Xiaogang, who was on the cross, instantly lost all color from his already pale face.

He could almost see his name becoming a pariah across the entire continent, a symbol that everyone wanted to kill.

An unprecedented despair, like an icy tide, completely overwhelmed him.

He's finished.

This time, it's really over, completely and utterly!

Bibi Dong remained noncommittal about the two emperors' attempts to steal the spotlight; she simply continued reading the second verdict in her icy voice.

"Secondly! The criminal Yu Xiaogang is narrow-minded and, out of jealousy and hatred, publicly insulted me and attempted to assassinate me—a heinous act!"

"He is sentenced to one hundred lashes in public as a warning to others!"

"Good!"

"Kill him!"

A deafening roar of cheers erupted from the audience!

They were clearly extremely satisfied with this result!

Bibi Dong raised her hand, silencing the crowd once more, and announced the final point.

"Thirdly, after the flogging, to show the Spirit Hall's magnanimity, his life will be spared temporarily. Tomorrow at noon, he will be escorted to the Far North, to the 'Blackstone Prison,' jointly guarded by the Spirit Hall, the two great empires, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, for life imprisonment!"

However, these words were like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of the crowd who had just been indignant.

What?

Imprisonment?

Not the death penalty?!

"Why didn't you kill him?!"

From within the crowd, someone let out a furious roar filled with resentment, instantly igniting everyone's emotions.

"Yes! Why keep this kind of scum around for the New Year?!"

"Put him in jail? That's too easy on him! Just hand him over to us! We could drown him with our spittle!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The public anger that had just subsided was reignited by this "lenient" verdict! The overwhelming resentment even put immense pressure on the Spirit Hall guards who were maintaining order.

As public sentiment was once again inflamed, it began to spiral out of control.

Bibi Dong, standing on the viewing platform, suddenly raised her hand, covered her red lips with a silk handkerchief, and coughed lightly.

"Cough."

She glanced around at the angry crowd below, a perfectly timed expression of embarrassment on her face.

"Please be patient, everyone. I assure you, the final result will definitely satisfy you."

Then, as if afraid that others might not have heard her clearly, she repeated it again.

"The escort time is tomorrow at noon."

"Our destination is Blackstone Prison in the Far North."

"The journey is long and arduous, with towering mountains and flowing rivers. Along the way... we might encounter some kind of Soul Beast, or bandits and outlaws, which is... inevitable."

Her words were spoken with "sincere emotion" and were filled with "helplessness".

It's as if... they're saying it on purpose for someone else to hear.

In the square, most people were still immersed in anger and failed to grasp the deeper meaning behind it.

But those with quick minds realized it instantly!

At that moment, countless eyes lit up simultaneously.

At the very back of the crowd, several unassuming figures, but exuding a calm and collected aura, exchanged a silent glance.

Without hesitation, they turned and squeezed through the crowd, quickly disappearing at the end of the street.

Seeing those figures leave, a barely perceptible, chilling smile finally appeared in Bibi Dong's beautiful amethyst eyes.

Yu Yuanzhen.

This is your last chance, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Alternatively, you can clean house yourself and preserve the sect's last shred of dignity.

Or...

"Execute them!"

At Bibi Dong's command, a cruel glint of pleasure flashed in the cardinal's eyes.

The Soul Power whip in his hand emitted a piercing whistle in the air!

"Smack!"

"Awooo--!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream, so shrill it was inhuman, burst forth from Yu Xiaogang's throat!

The sound of flesh tearing was clearly audible.

Blood, like a flamboyant flower, bloomed behind him.

"Well done!"

"Push harder! Didn't you eat?!"

"Hahaha! Let him be arrogant again!"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's painful and contorted appearance on the cross, and hearing his shrill screams, hundreds of thousands of spectators in the square erupted in thunderous cheers and shouts of approval!

At this moment, their anger and resentment found the most cathartic release!

The whip fell again and again.

Yu Xiaogang's screams, which started as heart-wrenching cries, gradually weakened until only unconscious convulsions and groans remained.

On the viewing platform, everyone watched with great interest.

Only Lin Feng.

He yawned, feeling a bit bored.

This farce, which I've watched from beginning to end, is about to come to a close.

He stretched, stood up from his comfortable throne, and turned to return to the hotel.

He made this move.

How could anyone else possibly sit still?

"Senior, are you going back? We'll escort you!" Qian Daoliu the first to follow.

"Let's go, let's go. What's the point of watching this good-for-nothing get beaten up? It's more important to go back and have some tea." Ning Fengzhi also quickly got up.

The group, once again in a grand procession, followed behind Lin Feng and headed towards the Maple Dye Pavilion.

The revelry in the square continued.

Yu Xiaogang's wailing became the most beautiful melody for everyone at that moment.

However.

Just as Lin Feng and his group arrived at the familiar entrance of the Maple Dye Pavilion...

A sudden change occurred!

"Senior! Help me!!"

A scream filled with terror and despair suddenly erupted from the clear, cloudless sky!

The sound was extremely shrill, as if someone was about to die in the next second!