"Song Xi, were you truly wronged?"
"Why didn't you speak up sooner?"
The Head Steward of Northern Mystic Academy asked.
He had questioned Song Xi before, but Song Xi had refused to say anything.
Now that the Head Steward asked again, Song Xi merely nodded.
"But Li Jiaojiao's cultivation is below yours — how could she have forced herself on you…"
The Head Steward pressed.
Song Xi didn't answer. He hesitated, but his crying only grew more wretched.
"Song Xi, tell me what really happened."
"I will get you justice."
Chu Feng said.
Upon hearing those words, Song Xi raised his head and looked at Chu Feng. Seeing the firm yet furious look in Chu Feng's eyes, Song Xi no longer hesitated. The words tumbled out of his mouth: "Nangong Yuliu was there too."
"Nangong Yuliu — it was him?!"
Chu Feng's rage surged instantly, especially when he recalled how, just moments ago, he had warned Nangong Yuliu never to cross him again — and the smug look Nangong Yuliu had given him in return.
At the time, Chu Feng had thought Nangong Yuliu was simply trying to provoke him.
Now he understood. Nangong Yuliu had already laid hands on Song Xi.
"Chu Feng, my innocence can never be restored. Aside from you… no one else would believe me."
"Nangong Yuliu wields immense power. If he wants me dead, I cannot live."
"But you have to avenge me — you must avenge me. You're the only one I can rely on."
"Your brother here… is no longer a man."
"You have to help me settle this score."
"Otherwise, I won't be able to rest even in death."
Song Xi broke down once more, crying with even greater desperation. And as he did, he actually used his own strength to pull down his pants.
Once his pants were off, both Chu Feng and the Head Steward were left stunned.
Song Xi's manhood had been severed.
"How could this happen — someone! Anyone!"
"The briar-whip punishment only calls for lashing the body with thorned whips! How could anyone commit such an indignity?!"
The Head Steward was furious too, bellowing at the top of his lungs.
But Song Xi shook his head.
"It wasn't them. Nangong Yuliu — he came here."
That single sentence made it clear to everyone who had severed Song Xi's manhood!!!
"What's all the shouting about?"
At that moment, the elders of the Punishment Hall arrived, drawn by the Head Steward's earlier cries.
"Good — you've come at the perfect time. What kind of operation are you running here?"
"You let someone from outside the Punishment Hall carry out a private torture?!"
The Head Steward demanded furiously.
But in the face of his outrage, the Punishment Hall elders merely sneered.
"Private torture? We know nothing about that."
"Besides, if you think someone carried out private torture, why not go find them yourself? Why are you shouting at us?"
"You're the Head Steward of Northern Mystic Academy — don't you even have the ability to stand up for your own disciples?" one of the elders said.
"So you know I'm the Head Steward, and yet you dare speak to me like this?"
"Who exactly do you think you are?"
The Head Steward shot back.
"Oh my, the Head Steward of Northern Mystic Academy — how mighty."
"Let me put it straight for you. The fact that you were allowed in today to visit the prisoner has nothing to do with your title."
"Our Hall Master gave the order — if Chu Feng comes, he may be let in."
"You were only able to enter because of Chu Feng's grace."
The Punishment Hall elders said.
"You…"
The Head Steward gritted his teeth in fury.
Yet he didn't dare actually do anything to these Punishment Hall elders.
It wasn't because he feared the elders themselves — it was because he feared the Punishment Hall as an institution.
"Head Steward, let's go."
Chu Feng dropped those words and turned to leave immediately.
Seeing this, the Head Steward hurriedly followed him out.
"Chu Feng, we don't have any evidence for this matter. You must not go causing trouble with Nangong Yuliu again."
The Head Steward urged.
"I understand, Head Steward."
"The Sect Master has just thrown me into the Wolong Underground Prison. His attitude is the attitude of the entire Wolong Martial Sect."
"I, Chu Feng, am someone the Sect Master dislikes — someone the Wolong Martial Sect dislikes."
"And what is Nangong Yuliu's status? He is not only an Inner Disciple, but he was once a Wolong Disciple. As for his grandmother, she is none other than the Wolong Martial Sect's own Wolong Elder — Lord Wolong Chunyue."
"He is doted upon by everyone."