Lin Shisan, the Madman

"You..."

Lin Shisan regretted it so bitterly his guts turned green.

Had he known what Chen San was like, he would never have risked stopping Little Tabby Cat from eating him back in the orchard on Jade Maiden Peak.

But after thinking it over, he swallowed his anger.

The key now was to get Tiny Waist out of this.

"Honored stewards, this was my affair to begin with. I'm willing to shoulder everything alone. Please don't implicate someone innocent."

Lin Shisan wanted to try pleading his case first.

He could tell that Old Ma and Old Zhao weren't slyly vicious like Chen Yang.

Then he turned back to Chen Yang, his gaze almost pleading.

"Boss Chen, Senior Sister Mu wasn't targeting you. She only wanted to help me recover my father's spirit tablet. She never meant to offend you."

"I'll bear all the consequences. Please be magnanimous and let her go, Boss. I apologize to you all on Senior Sister Mu's behalf."

Lin Shisan returned to his usual restrained, deferential manner.

One by one, he sincerely apologized to the three stewards, the three Inspection Team members, and even the gathered Servant Disciples.

He absolutely could not let Tiny Waist be dragged down with him.

Trespassing into District C certainly violated sect rules, but it wasn't a capital offense.

If she became implicated in his affairs, though, she might truly be doomed today.

Feng Qiufeng was dead, and with Chen Yang's habit of avenging even the slightest grievance, he would never let the matter rest.

"Lin Shisan, it isn't that we're being heartless. We saw what happened to you, but we can't possibly let her leave."

"A female Servant Disciple from District D brazenly sneaking in here must have someone helping her from inside. There may well be something that can't bear the light of day."

Old Zhang, the round-faced steward, looked at Lin Shisan and shook his head again.

"Speak! Who exactly are you? What did you come to District C to do? Who's your inside accomplice? Are you a spy from the Nine Nether Cavern?"

Chen Yang shouted.

It was just like the way he had branded Lin Shisan guilty from the outset.

No matter what, he intended to nail both Lin Shisan and Tiny Waist to their crimes.

If today's incident ended just like this, he would have no face left at all.

Not only did Lin Shisan have to die, but Tiny Waist had to die even more.

If he could also ferret out Tiny Waist's inside accomplice, he would have a meritorious deed to his name.

That way, his false death report should cease to be a problem. He might even earn a reward on top of it.

"An inside accomplice?"

Lin Shisan understood instantly.

Chen Yang really would stop at nothing.

There was no inside accomplice. She had simply come to rescue him.

And now this talk of a spy from the Nine Nether Cavern-it was plain that he meant to leave them no way to survive.

Whether they were spies or not, neither of them could prove their own innocence.

Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty escape. As long as they couldn't prove they weren't spies, they were spies from the Nine Nether Cavern.

Death by a thousand cuts was inevitable.

Ning Hao had mentioned before that Chen Yang had caused the deaths of at least five or six Servant Disciples by accusing them of involvement with the Nine Nether Cavern.

He had even accused a deacon, who had then been sliced to death. Even his soul and spiritual consciousness had been flayed away, cutting off his reincarnation path.

"Boss Chen..."

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became. Lin Shisan's chest suddenly tightened.

How could he get Tiny Waist out of this? Staying here meant certain death.

"Boss Chen... I know..."

Lin Shisan spoke.

Chen Yang's eyes lit up, and he immediately perked up.

His luck had arrived. This time, he might even get himself a deacon's post.

"Aah..."

Chen Yang had just leaned his head closer when, with a crunch, Lin Shisan clamped his teeth onto his ear.

A shrill scream instantly tore through the little courtyard.

Even Old Ma, Old Zhao, and the three Inspection Team members were stunned.

By the time they looked again, Lin Shisan had bitten off half of Chen Yang's ear like a rabid dog.

The problem was that Lin Shisan clung to him like a dogskin plaster. No matter how Chen Yang shouted, screamed, or struggled, he kept biting and refused to let go.

"Senior Sister Mu, go!"

Lin Shisan was like an arrow.

He abruptly spun around, shooting away with a whoosh, empowered by the jiaolong true spirit.

Skimming close to the ground, he seized Tiny Waist and ran for the courtyard gate with everything he had.

"Catch him..."

Donkey Face swept forward like a gust of wind.

With a sudden clatter, the others who were quicker on the uptake chased after them too.

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

"Roar..."

"Senior Sister Mu, thank you."

With tears brimming at the corners of his eyes, Lin Shisan smiled and released Tiny Waist's right hand.

He took a piece of thunderwood out of his ring.

Empowered by the jiaolong true spirit, arcs of electricity sprang from it.

They even wove a jiaolong true spirit in the air, which struck at the three Inspection Team members about to pursue Tiny Waist.

"Watch out!"

The other two Inspection Team members grabbed Donkey Face at the same time, stopping him from rushing forward to claim the credit.

But they were still a moment too late. Donkey Face took the strike head-on, and his few sparse hairs exploded on the spot.

Even his forehead was bleeding.

The scene descended into chaos.

Lin Shisan seized the chance to shut the courtyard gate, shutting Tiny Waist outside as well. Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"...Thud!"

Chen San's kick struck Lin Shisan squarely.

He was the closest to Lin Shisan. Picking up a round log from the ground, he smashed it into the back of Lin Shisan's head with a thud.

"You little bastard, you're finally on your knees! You dared hurt Yang? You're fucking dead! Yang..."

Chen San hurried over solicitously.

He supported Chen Yang, who was baring his teeth in agony.

"Yang, I knocked Lin Shisan down. How do you want him to die? Five swords through the heart, or death by a thousand cuts? Give the word, and I'll do it."

"I want five swords through his heart, and I want him sliced to death."

Blood smeared Chen Yang's entire face.

The left ear Lin Shisan had bitten was essentially hanging by a scrap of skin.

He was a truly wretched sight.

He staggered over and planted a foot on Lin Shisan's chest.

He snarled, "Lin Shisan, I'm going to flay you alive."

"Thud... Aah..."

Lin Shisan, curled in a heap on the ground, sprang upright as though pumped full of chicken blood and shoved Chen Yang straight backward.

Thuds rang out one after another. Lin Shisan held Chen Yang in a death grip as they crashed through pile after pile of firewood.

"Chen Yang, I want you dead!"

Lin Shisan seemed to have gone mad.

As he tore off Chen Yang's left ear, he opened his mouth and bit at Chen Yang's right ear.

By the end, he had even sunk his teeth into Chen Yang's nose.

He bit so hard that the bridge of the nose collapsed.

Old Ma, Old Zhao, and the others-

By the time the two pulled them apart, Chen Yang was a bloody mess, his face unrecognizable.

His ears were gone, half his nose had collapsed, and a chunk was missing from his mouth.

How could a few words like "a wretched sight" possibly describe him?

Looking at Lin Shisan again, his face was also smeared with blood, and his hair had clumped into strands.

"Shisan..."

Panic-stricken, Zheng Qian covered his mouth, not daring to call out.

Protecting himself had to come first now. That Lin Shisan had ignited a towering inferno of trouble was an indisputable fact.

Even though he didn't want to, he could only take the initiative to distance himself from Lin Shisan.

After another couple of glances, he lowered his head and walked out.

"F-Fairy Aunt..."

Zheng Qian looked up and saw Tiny Waist hurrying over.

After being shut outside the gate, she had come back again.

No matter what, she couldn't leave alone. If she left, she had to take Lin Shisan with her.

"Shisan..."

The moment Tiny Waist saw Lin Shisan, tears streamed down her face.

Throwing caution to the wind, she rushed over and hugged Lin Shisan, desperately wiping the blood off his face. "You dark little rascal, how are you?"