I Just Love Being Forced

The matter was far from over.

There was no need for Jiang Mei to remind them. Even the Zhao brothers, who had only just been transferred here, reacted swiftly, shifting their footing and vaguely surrounding Monk Zhi Kong.

Since they had already acted and caused the death of a Bodhi Sect Arhat, how could they possibly let the other man leave?

Even if they did not take his life, they had to at least keep him in the court.

"..."

Monk Zhi Kong recovered from his daze and turned to look at them.

He fell silent.

Immortal Friend Shen had already given them one chance earlier. It was Martial Uncle Hui Zhen who had revealed his Arhat fruition and cut off all retreat.

As an old acquaintance, the other man had already been more than generous. How could he make things difficult for him again?

With that thought, Monk Zhi Kong lowered his head, pressed his palms together, and slowly closed his eyes, assuming a posture of accepting whatever was done to him.

"My apologies."

Seeing this, Jiang Mei drew out a silver hook and prepared to pierce the monk's clavicles.

Yet just as she stepped forward, someone seized her wrist.

Jiang Mei turned her eyes sideways in confusion, while Monk Zhi Kong also opened his eyes in bewilderment.

"Go. Be careful on the road."

Shen Yi did not exchange much pleasantry or expose the relationship between them. He merely offered a gentle reminder.

Just as Jiang Mei and the others did not trust him, this newly appointed titled general, he likewise did not particularly trust these subordinates he had only just met.

"I..."

Monk Zhi Kong suddenly swallowed, his expression touched.

Including the incident where his two senior brothers had tried to intercept and kill the other man, this