More and more people gathered, yet none could think of a good solution. They could only watch that dog Hou wailing himself hoarse.
A kick for every complaint; a slap for every cry!
Such a display of self-pity was truly a wonder for the ages, yet it was happening right here in the ever-genteel Anhe Daoist Sect. It really left people sighing.
A scholar running into a soldier was nothing. Far worse was a Daoist running into a dog.
Nor did anyone dare step forward and authorize meeting that dog Hou's demands. After all, Daoist Chongxi was the hall master. Since he had refused, anyone who agreed would immediately offend this superior. Not everyone was a mad dog; what that dog Hou dared do, they might not.
Then two people walked in: Cornelian Hall's two deputy hall masters, Daoist Zhan of Northern Anhe and Daoist Wuwei of Southern Anhe.
The moment they entered the hall, both were startled by the scene. Although they already knew what had happened, the brutality before their eyes still moved them. Daoist Chongxi's face had been beaten into a pig's head, yet the madman was still carrying on with his complaints, as though he had suffered the greatest injustice under heaven.
Daoist Zhan fell back a step. She knew why Chongxi had been beaten; in fact, she had been the one to give this madman his name. She simply had not expected this outcome.
Not assassination, but naked humiliation in full public view!
Daoist Wuwei was an elder and a veteran of Cornelian Hall. Fair in his dealings, he was greatly respected by the disciples of both Southern and Northern Anhe. He belonged to neither faction. With the three of them serving as hall master and deputy hall masters, they represented three separate forces within