Lord of the night.

Chapter 1421 The Wronged Bi Yunyan [Part Two]

"..."

After discussion, the rules of the arena were announced by Hai Zhengping, the master of the Golden Dragon Palace.

Hai Zhengping had just finished speaking his last words.

Fang Che raised his hand and asked, "May I ask Vice Sect Leader Feng and all the seniors, if I were to face Xue Yizun and defeat him, could that be considered as a successful attempt to climb the Cloud Weapon Ranking?"

The question surprised everyone.

"A cloud challenge is a cloud challenge, conducted alone. And the other party must agree to the challenge!"

Bai Jing answered for him, glaring fiercely at Fang Che: "Fight your martial arts! Don't think about anything else."

"Yes!"

Fang Che pouted, looking aggrieved.

Xue Yizun smiled and looked at Fang Che, saying, "Night Demon, it's not that I don't accept your challenge from the Cloud Realm! It's just that the Cloud Realm Weapon Ranking was only finalized a few months ago, and it's not possible to challenge or change it for the time being!"

Fang Che chuckled: "You really got a great deal."

Xue Yizun's smile was like a knife: "You can't win."

Fang Che narrowed his eyes: "Let's wait and see!"

Then, under Feng Du's urging, everyone immediately began the first round of drawing lots.

Deputy Chief Leader Feng went to great lengths to suppress the scandal surrounding the Sole Righteous Sect. He pushed forward with important matters almost non-stop, not wanting others to have time to consider or allow the issue to fester.

That one fleeting glance, with its sharp gaze, sent chills down the spine of the Northern God of Wealth leader of the Divine Weasel Cult.

It's true that it's the Bi family's affair, but now Feng Du is the one in charge!

Having not participated in leadership affairs for thousands of years, his first foray into action resulted in a colossal scandal. Feng Du's anger is probably even greater than Bi Changhong's.

Yan Nan's expected words are now almost certain to hit the nail on the head: Feng Laosan, you've made a huge blunder as soon as you come back.
Even in all the years you've been gone, the True Self Cult has never been this disgraceful!
Even someone with a calm and indifferent nature like Feng Du couldn't stand this.

What's more, he has now made another mistake: he has pushed Night Demon into the clutches of Snow Dance's blade.

The two things are mixed together.

That's definitely enough to give Feng Du a hard time. He couldn't even retaliate when Yan Nan pointed his finger at him and berated him!
Even the Vice Chief Cult Leader Feng wanted to groan: Damn it, misfortunes never come singly!

The draw was quick.

Sixteen people from six sides participated in the competition.

Two numbers for each of the numbers one through eight.

They take turns drawing cards, fighting until the very end, and winning is based on points.

Fang Che looked at the lot in his hand; it was number two.

My lips twitched slightly. Seeing that someone else had drawn number two like me, I felt really silly.

Feng Xue drew number one and stepped onto the stage first. The other person who drew number one, Guardian Yu Yang, went up on stage looking pale.

Yu Yang felt extremely depressed.

Feng Xue is ranked 506th on the Cloud Weapon Ranking, while I am ranked 512th; these rankings are real, and I'm afraid I can't beat her.

But... I was drawn in the lottery. I have no choice but to fight!

The two faced off in the ring for the first time.

Feng Xue, dressed in flowing white robes, held a sword in hand, rising to the heavens with a chilling glint in her eyes, like a goddess gracefully dancing!

Yu Yang, dressed in green, stood tall and straight. His long sword flashed out, and in an instant, the clear sky changed. As the sword energy splashed out, half of the sky was filled with wind and rain, while the other half was clear and bright.

Sunrise in the east, rain in the west!
Yu Yang's martial arts skills were also quite astonishing.

However, Feng Xue's blade suppressed him from the very beginning!

If someone were to use a desperate, suicidal move, Feng Xue would easily take them down with a single strike.

Yu Yang was so angry he almost vomited blood. Even if he had boundless strength, he would be completely useless against Feng Xue!
"The goddess holds up the heavenly sword, what fear is there of wind and rain?"

Her slender hands repel a thousand enemies; she reigns supreme among the clouds!

From below the stage, Bai Jing asked Feng Du, "How was it?"

Feng Du's lips curled up in a satisfied smile as he said, "Girl, this Heaven-Supporting Blade is still a bit lacking, but it's passable."

Bai Jing pursed her lips: "Hehe, when you're saying something you're not happy about, remember to keep your mouth shut."

Feng Du snorted and said, "But this girl... the opening poem in the Cloud Realm is restraining towards the Yu family, what fear is there of wind and rain; tsk, that line is not bad. Eighth Brother, you know this, right?"

"Yes."

Bai Jing said, "With the name set in the clouds, the girl's destiny will change over the long years to come. As long as she continues on her path, she will not fear any storms in this life. Moreover, the clouds are a place of natural beauty."

Feng Du was even more satisfied: "Hmm, this sentence is good too."

Bai Jing asked, "When you were this age, what was your rank?"

Feng Du reached out and turned Bai Jing's head around, saying, "Watch the martial arts competition!"

Bai Jing laughed and said, "But this kid from the Yu family, there's something wrong with his technique. The sun rises in the east and it rains in the west. Does that mean the Yu family's technique has changed? Or is it a gift from heaven?"

Feng Du shook his head and said, "It's not a divinely bestowed technique, but rather talent that changed the technique. This Yu family boy is a genius. But his name is truly excellent, Yu Yang! His name at birth actually matches his talent... It seems the Yu family has some capable people."

"But this technique... is not practiced enough. If one could condense wind and rain into a blade and use the sun as a sword, Feng Xue would not be able to withstand it or escape."

Feng Du commented.

"nonsense!"

Bai Jing rolled his eyes: "Even their ancestor Yu Haoran hadn't achieved this!"

After one hundred moves.

Xue Wu said helplessly, "Yu Yang admits defeat!"

Yu Yang certainly wanted to fight desperately, but against Feng Xue, he had no chance. Of course, Feng Xue's chances of killing Yu Yang were also slim, as the Heaven-Supporting Blade wasn't a killing blade. But with his clear disadvantage, if the fight continued, Yu Yang would definitely lose!

There's no need to continue.

"Concession!"

Feng Xue bowed with her sword in a gesture of respect, her movements both graceful and heroic.

"Indeed, I am no match for you."

Yu Yang was somewhat frustrated, but her face was filled with fighting spirit and determination: "But you have also shown me the hope of surpassing you, which is... you are, after all, a woman. Although your endurance is great, your explosive power is insufficient. And my current explosive power cannot break through your endurance, but it may not be in the future."

"I'm really looking forward to our next match."

Yu Yang smiled.

Although their positions were completely different, he had no ill feelings towards Feng Xue, Bi Yunyan, and other princesses of the righteous sect.

They even admired it greatly.

"Perhaps." Feng Xue smiled slightly, neither confirming nor denying, and turned to leave the stage.

Yu Yang retreated.

"This disciple has disgraced the Ancestor."

"It's alright. You were no match for her to begin with, and seeing the two of you face off, I didn't have any hope for you anyway. Winning would be a miracle, and obviously you're not the kind of person who creates miracles."

Xuewu is very open-minded and speaks the truth.

But this truth made Yu Yang feel a tightness in his chest.

The old man's words are truly honest.

A figure flashed by, and then there was a whoosh.

The burly, black-clad Night Demon with a bushy beard stepped onto the arena. With a flash of his sword, he coldly shouted, "Who is the other number two? Come up and prepare to die!"

The Divine Weasel Cult is on one side.

Dong Yuanfang stood up: "Night Demon! It's not certain who will live or die!"

Dong Yuanfang is also on the Cloud Weapon Ranking. Although he is ranked after 600, this ranking is already extremely high.

Night Demon didn't even make the list of 1,000.

Although he knew there was a reason for it, Dong Yuanfang still felt a sense of superiority, especially after three months of comprehension and rapid progress in his cultivation, he looked down on the Night Demon even more.

He gave a cold laugh and walked confidently onto the stage.

His eyes revealed a strong killing intent; the grudge of being crushed by the Night Demon in the Three Realms would be avenged today!

Dong Yuanping warned from the side, "Be careful of the Night Demon's Heaven-Hating Blade!"

"I save it!"

Dong Yuanfang channeled his spiritual energy, floated up from the ground, and gracefully stepped onto the arena with his hands behind his back.

"What a brilliant move to rise to prominence!"

The Serpent Cult's She Menglong shouted in approval: "Kill this demon!"

On the guardian's side, Xue Yizun, Feng Tianfengdi, and the other two exchanged glances, all seeing the schadenfreude in each other's eyes.

Beware of the Night Demon's blade?

That's a huge joke.

These idiots are still stuck in the Three Kingdoms era. Night Demon's real trump card is his gun!

Bi Changhong stared intently at the stage, even showing interest. He casually greeted the leader of the Northern God of Wealth Cult: "Master of the North, who do you think will win between these two?"

Across from him, Rui Qianshan burst out laughing: "Vice Chief Master Bi is very polite, he even used honorifics."

Normally, one can call someone "Old Bi," but since Bi Changhong and this descendant of the Bi family actually used honorifics, Rui Qianshan had to address them formally.

Nothing less would be enough to mock them.

The leader of the Northern God of Wealth Cult coughed and said, "You are a senior..."

“No, no, no…” Bi Changhong shook his head: “You are also the deputy chief leader, your status is higher than mine.”

The Northern God of Wealth Cult Leader had a fascinating, somewhat distorted expression on his face as he said, "I think... Night Demon and Faraway are about equal."

"Ha ha……"

Bi Changhong smiled sarcastically: "You have good taste."

Bi Yunyan and Feng Xue weren't nervous at all. The two women whispered to each other, "Sister Xue, how many moves are you willing to bet?"

Feng Xue twisted Bi Yunyan's ear several times, twisting it forcefully several times each time, and asked, "How many times?"

"Ten laps..." Bi Yunyan touched her reddened ear with teary eyes.

"Then let's bet ten moves."

Feng Xue said.

"Sister Xue, you're so cruel to me now..." Bi Yunyan pouted.

Feng Xue chuckled, glanced at her sideways, and thought to herself, "No matter how ruthless I am, I'm not a million times more ruthless than you two girls!"
Especially you, Bi Yunyan!
He tried desperately to stop me, but ended up eating his fill himself!
After thinking it over, his fingers itched, so he pinched a piece of flesh on Bi Yunyan's waist again, twisted it hard, and asked, "How many moves are you betting? I'll twist it a few times and you'll bet the same number of moves, okay?"

“Ahhh…”

Bi Yunyan's tears really fell: "Hiss hiss hiss... Sister Xue, what... what's wrong with you?"

She finally realized something was wrong.

Because his body was already covered in bruises from being pinched.

Feng Xue sneered, "Because I like you."

“…Hiss…Never mind…Never mind…” Bi Yunyan distanced herself from Feng Xue and hid behind Bai Jing.

He was still covering one side of his buttocks with one hand, looking very wary.

He was puzzled: What's wrong with Feng Xue? She hasn't been like this in all these years.

I didn't offend her.

Why is it different this time?
A loud bang on the stage drew everyone's attention.

Looking up, I saw Dong Yuanfang staggering backward, his face ashen, his eyes filled with despair.

Meanwhile, the Night Demon on the opposite side had already sheathed his longsword, gave a cold laugh, and decisively turned around and left the stage.

After the Night Demon stepped down, Dong Yuanfang, staggering, finally developed a red spot on his throat and fell backward with a thud.

The Seven Blood Spirit Swords, beneath which lies a single red dot!

"Is this the end?"

Bi Yunyan stared blankly, then turned to Feng Xue and asked, "Just now... I didn't notice, how did they hit it? So fast!?"

Feng Xue walked gracefully to Bi Yunyan's side, reached out and skillfully pinched her buttocks, saying, "Just now, the Night Demon charged like that, his murderous aura bursting out in his face for a moment, and then Dong Yuanfang was knocked back. The two swords clashed, and Dong Yuanfang got a red dot on his throat. Pretty fast, less than two moves at most!"

As he spoke, he twisted Bi Yunyan's buttocks twice more forcefully.

"Hiss..."

Bi Yunyan couldn't take it anymore: "Sister Xue, what did I do to offend you? Tell me, and I'll change!"

Feng Xueyu removed her hand from Bi Yunyan's buttocks, then pinched a piece of flesh on her waist and said, "Wait until tonight, I'll settle the score with you properly!"

"Ow..."

Bi Yunyan let out a scream, and tears streamed down her face.

This time, he really screamed out loud.

It hurts so much!
Bai Jing frowned in extreme displeasure: "What time is it?!? You're still in the mood to cause trouble!? Bi Yunyan, why are you always causing trouble!" Bi Yunyan's eyes welled up with tears: "..."

Did I get into trouble? What trouble did I get into?

She could only say, with a wronged expression, "I wouldn't dare..."

But Bai Jing had a simple idea in his heart: If you don't cause trouble, Feng Xue can't control you.

You're such a troublemaker!

No wonder they're from the Bi family.

Bai Jing harbored deep resentment towards the Bi family, which was evident in every aspect of his life.

Night Demon won too quickly, like a thunderous explosion. Dong Yuanfang went on stage full of confidence, but was almost killed in one move!
This caught everyone off guard.

Xue Yizun and the others all became serious.

The combat power that Night Demon is currently displaying is quite astonishing.

"The murderous aura surged to the top, the fierceness suppressed the soul. The clash of the Seven Blood Spirit Swords was merely a facade. The real fatality lay in the blood spirit sword energy that flew out at the moment of impact. Night Demon has improved once again."

Xue Yizun took a deep breath: "His baleful aura has already reached the level of solidification and directional control, similar to the late stage of the Three Realms."

He could clearly sense that this wave would likely end in a life-or-death struggle between himself and the Night Demon!
Feng Tian and Yu Yang were no match for Night Demon!
If things were as they are now, Feng Tian and Yu Yang could put up a fight, and might even have the upper hand. However, all three of them knew that the Night Demon's Seven Blood Spirit Swords were actually the weakest link!
He also has the Heaven-Hating Blade! And the Ice Soul Spirit Sword! And the White Bone Spear! And the Sky-Supporting Blade! And the Soul-Shocking Palm! And the Blood Smoke Hand!

It's even possible that they cultivated the Blood Spirit True Scripture, a secret treasure and ultimate technique brought out by the Only Self Righteous Sect from the Three Realms!
"If you're no match for Night Demon, admit defeat immediately!"

Xue Yizun instructed Feng Tian and Yu Yang: "Losing to Night Demon is not shameful!"

The two gritted their teeth, their eyes filled with resentment.

Night Demon is indeed powerful, but we all received the inheritance from our predecessors... only Night Demon himself didn't. There shouldn't be much difference!

Xue Yizun said sternly, "I will lead the team among the young people! This is an order!"

The two of them straightened up abruptly and finally agreed, "We understand!"

The leader of the Divine Wealth Cult, the Northern God of Wealth, had just contacted the Grand Master and exchanged only a few words when the conversation ended here.

Holding the communication jade in his hand, his eyes widened in shock: Is that all?
Although he was sending messages, his experience told him that even if he watched with all his might, he couldn't save them.

Because Night Demon can kill instantly.

Even if they were to concede, shouldn't Dong Yuanfang at least show some weakness? They can't just admit defeat when the score is evenly matched.
But Night Demon didn't even give him that chance!

Instant kill right from the start!

The words "admit defeat" that the leader of the Northern God of Wealth uttered hadn't even begun to form.

That's it.

Bi Changhong laughed heartily: "Night Demon! Well done!"

Vice Chief Master Bi was in a good mood, which was obvious to the naked eye!
Dong Yuanping and Dong Yuanzheng looked solemn and their eyes were filled with grief. They stepped forward and took Dong Yuanfang's body away, only to find that his dantian and brain were already a mess!
The dead can no longer die.

"Night Demon!"

Dong Yuanping gritted his teeth and said, "What ruthless methods! They don't leave anyone any way out!"

Fang Che sneered: "What you're saying is truly laughable. If your Divine Weasel Sect had ever had a chance, would you ever have given anyone a way out!"

Dong Yuanping took a deep breath: "Night Demon, I'm waiting for you!"

Fang Che laughed arrogantly and clearly said, "You stupid idiot who doesn't know what's good for him!"

After yelling at him, he turned away and ignored him without waiting for a reply.

"Night Demon!"

Dong Yuanping roared.

Here.

Bai Jing grew impatient and spoke to the leader of the Northern God of Wealth Cult in a tone that sounded like he was lecturing a junior: "Control your people! What kind of upbringing is this?! You're useless, and your subordinates are useless too? If you're going to fight, go to the arena! You're not dogs, what are you barking about?! Do you think you can insult someone to death?!"

The leader of the Northern God of Wealth cult instinctively bowed: "Yes! Yes..."

Suddenly realizing something, he coughed and said, "Vice Master Bai is right. Yuanping, in a duel on the ring, life and death are irrelevant. If you want revenge, then fight! Empty talk is useless!"

"Yes."

Dong Yuanping lowered his head and stepped back.

My heart was filled with worry.

Judging from the Northern Cult Leader's state, will these people from the Divine Weasel Cult be able to return this time?
On the stage, Xue Yizun and She Mengzun fought, while the Northern God of Wealth Cult Leader, under the cover of several subordinates, once again began sending messages to the Grand Cult Leader.

"Master, our identities have been exposed. My ancestor is here, and we may not be able to return. We need the Grand Master's assistance."

The other side replied.

"Understood. Anxinlong Mystic Realm!"

The Northern God of Wealth was somewhat relieved.

He looked up, gazing into the distance, his brow furrowed.

There's something I don't understand: why didn't they let other people come to Dragon God Island this time?

He knew that his features were too obvious and that removing his mask would expose him.

But he still insisted on coming himself.

Is there anything in here?
Now that they've arrived, they've been forced to expose themselves, facing a difficult situation of staying or leaving, and are in an awkward and dangerous predicament.

The rule of the Divine Weasel Cult is to keep the hood up. But when faced with a powerful figure like Feng Dubi Changhong of the Sovereign Cult, what can the rules of the Divine Weasel Cult uphold?
On the field.

She Mengzun was defeated in ten moves.

Xue Yizun won.

Immediately afterwards, Hai Weilan led the Divine Weasel Sect's Dong Yuanzheng into battle. After overcoming numerous hardships, they finally achieved a hard-won victory.

The difficulty of this battle made everyone hold their breath.

Hai Zhengping's face was ashen.

If things continue like this... will the Golden Dragon Palace, as the local lord, be excluded from the Five Directions of Fortune?

Next, Zhao Ying'er faced Hai Weiwei and won easily.

After one round of matches, the Righteous Cult won three, the Guardians won two, Zhao Ying'er won one, the Golden Dragon Palace won one, and the Spirit Serpent Cult won one.

The Divine Weasel Cult was completely wiped out.

Dong Yuanping was unlucky enough to encounter Bi Yunyan. After a fierce battle of three hundred moves, he was defeated in one move and left looking disheveled.

When Bi Yunyan returned, Bi Changhong berated her harshly: "You can't even kill a person! What use are you!"

"Useless things!"

Bi Yunyan looked aggrieved.

Of course, I have some trump cards up my sleeve, but how could I reveal them in the very first battle? The ancestor is simply being unreasonable.

Immediately, Feng Du urged them: "Hurry up, the second round!"

In the second round of the draw, Fang Che drew number one and luckily drew it!
He simply stayed in the ring and didn't come down.

Looking at the other side...

Yu Yang walked out with a contorted face, looking utterly devastated.

In the first round, I drew number one and encountered Feng Xue; in the second round, I drew number one again and unexpectedly encountered Ye Mo!
This luck is absolutely incredible!
"bring it on!"

The Night Demon's murderous aura surged forth, its dark red blood energy intensifying, its killing intent making no attempt to conceal itself.

This fully demonstrates the absolute, irreconcilable stance of the Sovereign Church and the Guardians!

"Yuyang! Do you dare to fight me to the death?!"

The Night Demon's rampant war cries were filled with undisguised malice.

"Night Demon!"

Yu Yang, overcome with anger, roared, "If you lose, I'll spare your life!"

Although the statement was forceful, anyone with common sense could understand that it rejected the suggestion of a life-or-death battle!

call out!
The Night Demon Blood Spirit Seven Swords were fully unleashed, and seven points of light suddenly shone brightly, like the Big Dipper in the sky, falling down!

"Hahaha... If you lose, I will not spare your life!"

Rain and Sun unleashed their longswords wildly, creating a scene of sunrise in the east and rain in the west.

The wind and rain raged, overwhelming everything, yet the sun shone brightly, bringing half a lifetime of light!
This momentum is even greater than when he fought Feng Xue!
They're clearly giving it their all.

After Fang Che unleashed the Seven Blood Spirit Swords once, he found himself at a disadvantage under Yu Yang's attacks, his moves insufficient. With a long roar, his left palm suddenly shone brightly, accompanied by a soul-stirring sound, displaying a dazzling seven-colored light!

Terrifying Palm!
The signature move of Yan Nan, the deputy leader of the Only Righteous Sect.

With a thunderous roar, the left palm and right sword, the Seven Swords of Blood Spirit, and the Terrifying Palm, launched a frenzied attack, perfectly matching Yu Yang's "East Sunrise, West Rain" technique!
On the sidelines, Bai Jing's face was gloomy.

He let out a dissatisfied snort.

It seems like that little brat Night Demon is itching for a beating; he's not far from getting a beating!

The match remained evenly matched for a while, then suddenly, under everyone's watchful eyes, Night Demon exhaled and roared, "Behold my ultimate move!"

The longsword suddenly exuded a chilling aura.

A chilling aura suddenly descended.

Ice Spirit Cold Soul!

The air suddenly turned freezing cold!

The rain and wind of Yuyang were being restrained by the severe cold, directly condensing into the air, where water vapor formed ice flowers that spread everywhere.

The Night Demon's palm strike stirs up wind and thunder, his sword condenses wind and snow!

Terrifying Palm, Ice Soul Spirit Sword!

The ultimate techniques of the two deputy leaders have been perfectly reproduced!
Rainy Sun was suppressed by the severe cold and instantly fell into a disadvantageous position. In fact, it even looked disheveled amidst the icy expanse.

"Yuyang admits defeat!"

Xuewu sighed.

I couldn't help but touch my scalp.

Damn it, all I did today was shout for Yuyang to admit defeat.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Night Demon's body rose eight zhang into the air like a whirlwind, and the moment Xue Wu uttered her words, she had already merged with her sword.

Soaring straight into the air.

Halfway there, Yu Yang's voice of surrender had just been heard.

But the momentum was unstoppable, and the mighty cold current and rain of swords rushed straight towards Yuyang.

Yu Yang roared and was about to desperately defend himself.

A figure in green flashed by.

The pro-independence faction has come to power.

He charged directly into the middle of the battle, pinching the tip of the Night Demon Sword with two fingers of his left hand and the tip of the Rain Sun Sword with two fingers of his right hand.

"The victory is decided!"

We cannot remain inactive in the fight against separatism.

Xuewu conceded defeat on behalf of Yuyang.

But the Night Demon Sword's momentum had already been formed and could not be stopped.

If Feng Du doesn't make a move, Xue Wu will. But Feng Du doesn't dare to gamble on whether Xue Wu will use a pretext like 'Didn't you hear me say I admit defeat?'

Xue Wu's murderous intent was so strong, wouldn't she have been able to kill Night Demon with a single slap if she had the chance?

At the moment Feng Du made his move, Xue Wu's body had already floated three feet into the air.

Seeing Feng Du's attack fall again, a hint of frustration flashed in his eyes: Feng Du didn't even give me a chance...

Fang Che used the momentum to retreat: "Cough, I couldn't stop myself. Thank you, Vice Grand Master!"

Feng Du snorted and slapped Yu Yang and Fang Che off the stage at the same time.

The outcome is clear; our righteous sect has gained another point.

Yu Yang returned to the group with a face full of shame, feeling utterly ashamed.

Two matches in a row! What does that even mean? So many people are weaker than me, how did I end up drawing two stronger opponents? My luck is just unbelievable.

In the following battles, Bi Yunyan unfortunately ranked sixth and encountered Xue Yizun. After a fierce battle, Bi Yunyan was defeated.

"Shame on you!"

Bi Changhong tapped the girl's forehead with a finger, nearly making her fall on her bottom: "When will the Bi family stop embarrassing themselves!"

Bi Yunyan was completely bewildered.

She finally understood that today, as the only descendant of the Bi family who had come along, she had become the ancestor's punching bag!

Moreover, it's not just one ancestor; even Bai Zu and Feng Zu... show similar signs.

Moreover, there was no one else who could take his anger out on him except himself!
Feng Xue beat me up and pinched me, my own ancestor beat me up and scolded me, Bai Zu rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached his face, and Feng Zu looked at me with disgust... and Ye Mo... Ye Mo couldn't comfort me either.

He fought countless battles, risking his life, and somehow ended up becoming a punching bag.

Bi Yunyan was stunned when she realized this: Am I that miserable?
(End of this chapter)