"My husband may have done a thousand things wrong, but you have no right to insult him." The killing intent around Mu Yunxin steadily thickened.
"Elder Mu, you cannot kill me. The sect's ironclad rules strictly forbid fellow disciples from killing one another and prohibit fighting within Spring Night Pavilion. You and He Lu fought fiercely in Spring Night Pavilion, causing dozens of patrons to die tragically—you have already committed a grave offense. If you attack me again, the sect will surely not spare you."
By this point, Yuan Niang was trembling with fear, unable to conceal the terror in her heart.
She knew full well that her life or death rested on a single thought from Mu Yunxin; she could only hope the sect's prohibitions would make Mu Yunxin wary.
"If, because of me, anyone can insult my husband to his face, then what meaning is there in my staying alive!"
Mu Yunxin's words were resolute. With a flicker of her form, she swept before Yuan Niang, gathered surging spiritual power in her palm, and struck out fiercely.
Just as Yuan Niang was about to perish, Mu Yunxin suddenly stopped.
This was because Lan Chen's figure had abruptly appeared within Spring Night Pavilion, standing suspended in the air.
"Greetings, Patriarch Lan Chen!"
Mu Yunxin was the first to notice Lan Chen and immediately bowed in salute.
The other Blissful Union Sect disciples followed suit, offering their respects one after another.
Yuan Niang, however, seemed to have spotted a lifeline. Her knees buckled, and she fell to her knees.
"Patriarch, save me. Mu Yunxin violated the sect rules. Not only did she fight in Spring Night Pavilion and cause dozens of patrons to die, she also tried to kill this disciple. I beg Patriarch to uphold justice for this disciple."