Framed for Molesting Bibi Dong

The next day!

The sun rose over the distant mountains.

Bang, bang, bang!

Urgent knocking woke Lin Feng from a night of cultivation.

He frowned, got up, straightened his robes, and opened the door.

Outside stood two squads of fully armed Temple Knights, their silver armor gleaming in the sunlight.

"Holy Son, His Holiness the Pope has ordered us to escort you to the Pope's Palace to answer for your crimes. Please come with us."

A bad feeling rose in Lin Feng's chest.

Answer for my crimes? What crimes?

Could it be...

Bibi Dong!

That wretched woman. I haven't even gone after Yu Xiaogang yet, and she's already coming after me.

"All right. I'll go with you."

"Brothers, do you know what I did wrong to make my teacher so angry that he wants me brought in to answer for it?"

The Temple Knights looked at Lin Feng with contempt, their faces cold. None answered him.

They escorted him all the way to the Pope's Palace as though he were a criminal.

The Pope's Palace!

Two figures stood inside the magnificent hall.

One was Bibi Dong.

The other was Qian Xunji.

Tears streamed down Bibi Dong's face. Already breathtakingly beautiful, she looked so pitiful as she cried that anyone would have wanted to protect her.

"Teacher, you have to stand up for me! Junior Brother... Junior Brother molested me. He kissed me against my will and touched me. I can't face anyone anymore."

Qian Xunji rested a hand on Bibi Dong's shoulder, his stern face full of concern. Yet his greedy gaze swept discreetly over her chest, waist, hips, and legs...

"Don't worry, Dong'er. I'll see that you get justice!"

"After I took Lin Feng as my disciple, made him the Holy Son, and arranged his engagement to you, he did something so beastly! It's outrageous!"

"Bring Lin Feng in..."

The sight that greeted Lin Feng inside the Pope's Palace made his head spin.

Bibi Dong was weeping, and Qian Xunji had a hand on her shoulder. He looked almost as though he were holding her in his arms. Their intimacy was hard to believe of a teacher and his disciple.

"Lin Feng, do you admit your crime?"

Qian Xunji glared and roared. A vast pressure of Soul Power swept over Lin Feng, bearing down on him until his bones creaked.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and held firm. Though it felt as if a mountain rested on his shoulders, he kept his head high.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Teacher."

Qian Xunji snorted. His golden eyes settled on Lin Feng with fierce hostility. He looked at him less like a disciple than a rival in love.

"Still denying it, you wretched disciple? You know what you did!"

"You molested your senior sister against her will. You beast! How could I have a disciple like you?"

"And you still won't admit it? Would your senior sister stain her own reputation just to frame you?"

Lin Feng's eyes widened as he stared at the sobbing Bibi Dong.

What the fuck? She went straight to framing me!

He had expected Bibi Dong to come after him for Yu Xiaogang's sake. She might suppress him, isolate him, or take his cultivation resources for Yu Xiaogang. He had prepared for all of that.

But he had never imagined she would start by framing him outright.

Molesting Bibi Dong!

How the fuck did those words end up together?

"Teacher, have you gone senile?"

"I'm only a Soul King, while Bibi Dong is already a Titled Douluo. How could I possibly molest her against her will?"

"This is a filthy accusation, and I refuse to accept it."

Lin Feng's answer rang firm and clear. He stared at Qian Xunji without blinking.

For the sake of Qian Xunji's six years of guidance, he was still willing to call the man his teacher.

But grief engulfed him.

To be betrayed by both his senior sister and his teacher—what could be more tragic?

Qian Xunji glanced at Bibi Dong as she wept with her head bowed. When he looked up again, his face shone with righteous conviction.

"Lin Feng, I am not senile!"

"I can see right from wrong perfectly well!"

"You're your senior sister's fiancé, so she had no reason to guard against you. You must have drugged her, then molested her while she was unable to resist!"

"So that's your plan, Lin Feng! You prepared your excuse when you molested her. The difference in your strength—hmph, it's a good excuse, but you can't fool me!"

Even if Lin Feng had tried to pick a fight, he could not have come up with words like those.

Only the people framing you knew just how innocent you were.

His senior sister was determined to frame him.

And his teacher was determined to condemn him.

Bibi Dong had not even responded to his defense before Qian Xunji supplied her with an explanation.

What else could Lin Feng say? He could already tell that no matter how he defended himself, Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji would join forces to smear him.

"Heh... Hahaha..."

Lin Feng laughed, his voice hollow with grief. But he would not let the accusation stand.

"Teacher, you've decided I molested Bibi Dong based on nothing but her word and your claim that she wouldn't stain her reputation to frame me."

"Where's the evidence? Without evidence, this is nothing but slander!"

"My parents died pursuing Fallen Soul Masters. I'm the Pope's disciple and the Holy Son of Spirit Hall. Even as Pope of Spirit Hall, you can't convict me with baseless accusations."

Qian Xunji spoke with passion. If one ignored what he was saying and doing, his fervor alone made him seem like justice incarnate.

"As Pope of Spirit Hall, the Angel God's representative in the mortal world, guardian of order, and enforcer of the law, how could I condemn you without cause?"

"Dong'er, show him the evidence. Make this wretched disciple give up hope."

Bibi Dong looked ready to burst into tears. From the Storage Soul Tool on her slender finger, she took out a pair of silk underpants.

"Teacher, I didn't want to show this to anyone. But Junior Brother refuses to admit it. I can't bear to live with this shame. This is what he left behind after he molested me."

Qian Xunji glared at Lin Feng, his eyes blazing as if he wanted to burn him to ash.

"Lin Feng, you beast! What do you have to say for yourself now?"

"We have a witness and physical evidence. Do you still think you can deny it?"

Qian Xunji's Soul Power pressed down until Lin Feng trembled, but he still held his head high. His voice was hoarse and fierce.

"How is that evidence?"

"Bibi Dong is my fiancée. You arranged it yourself. She bought plenty of my clothes. And with the strength of a Titled Douluo, would it be hard for her to steal a pair of my underpants?"

"What am I denying? If I did something, I'd never deny it. If I didn't, I'd never admit to it."

Qian Xunji roared, his expression murderous.

"Does the engagement I arranged give you the right to molest Dong'er against her will?"

"You're only engaged, but even if you were married, if Dong'er said no and you touched her, it would still be molestation!"