The terror on Bai Jin'er's face faded a little, though she still felt shaken. She looked at Chun Xiaobai with gratitude and worry, her lips moving, but she didn't know what to say.
Chun Xiaobai waved impatiently, first glancing at Liu Changqing, who was still wriggling on the ground like a caterpillar, muffled whimpers coming from his mouth.
Then he swept his gaze over the thirty-odd lackeys and discovered that they were trying to seize the chance to sneak away.
"Damn you!"
He shouted outright.
"If any of you fuckers dares step outside this circle today, I, your king, guarantee you'll never walk on your own two feet again!"
The disciples who had just started moving froze, their faces deathly pale. They hurriedly forced smiles uglier than tears, turned around, and waved their hands frantically.
"We wouldn't dare! We wouldn't dare!"
"Senior Brother Chun, do you... do you have any other instructions?"
"Instructions?"
Chun Xiaobai rubbed his hands together, then said, "Haven't you forgotten that there's still a procedure to follow?"
"A procedure?" The disciples looked utterly bewildered.
"What procedure?"
Fang Yuan's eyes darted, and understanding dawned instantly. He immediately said, "You beat us up and strung us up. Don't you even owe us an apology?"
"Don't you have to pay the medical bills?"
"Pay up?!"
The disciples froze, but when they saw Chun Xiaobai's hand starting to rise again, they didn't dare waste another second. With mournful faces, they took the Storage Bags from their waists and respectfully handed them over.
Fang Yuan's plump face bloomed into a chrysanthemum of a smile as he accepted them one after another without the slightest hesitation.
He might not have been good at anything else, but his knack for reading faces had been maxed out since he was in the womb.
Bai