Re Bai spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Butterfly Dance has repeatedly disobeyed, according to the sect’s rules, excommunicated from the Fla Sect. Re Bai acted on his own, fifty lashes." Song San turned and walked out.
Butterfly Dance collapsed on the ground. Although the Young Master didn’t kill her, there were so many people outside waiting to kill her, so she wouldn’t survive anyway.
Re Bai, with a pale face, responded, "Yes."
"Young Master!" Butterfly Dance shouted, but unfortunately, no one responded.
"Butterfly Dance." Re Bai got up, went over to feed a dicine pill to Butterfly Dance, then took out the silver from his body and placed it on the ground, "Take care of yourself from now on." He was going back to receive his punishnt and probably wouldn’t be out for two months, so he really couldn’t help her anymore.
Butterfly Dance’s tears suddenly fell. At this mont, she truly felt despair. She slowly closed her eyes and rested for a while, then crawled up and leaned against the stone wall, picking up her sword: "Young Master, see you in the next life." With that, she placed it on her neck.
But just when she was about to cut down with force, she suddenly stopped.
"No, why should I die?" Butterfly Dance suddenly raised her hand to wipe away the tears. It was all Yang Ruxin’s fault for making her like this. So, if she had to die, she’d take Yang Ruxin with her as a cushion.
Once this thought rose, it could no longer be erased. She had to perish together with Yang Ruxin.
Outside the cave, Re Bai bowed to Song San and then turned and walked away.
Re i stepped forward: "Young Master?"
"Call Re Xuan here." Song San raised his hand to stop what Re i was going to say, "I’ve been soft enough."
Re i dared not say anything, quickly sending out a signal.
At this ti, Fla was raging: "That fool." He had just received news that several branches of the Fla Sect had been destroyed by martial artists, with many sect mbers killed or injured, and the channels for information transmission also damaged.
"Master, what should we do?" A woman with a red snake tattoo on her face stepped forward. She had long been displeased with Butterfly Dance, but the Sect Hierarch always treated her specially, and she dared not do anything. Now Butterfly Dance had brought it upon herself, and she didn’t even have to lift a finger against her.
Fla let out a breath, didn’t speak imdiately, remained silent for a long ti, then suddenly turned and sat down on the chair: "I didn’t expect that Yang Ruxin would have such abilities. Previously, I underestimated her."
Chi She frowned.
Fla, however, waved his hand.
Chi She didn’t understand what the other ant but had no choice but to step back.
"What does the Master an?" Moxie leaned in.
Chi She shook her head: "I don’t know, he didn’t say."
Moxie glanced inside the room: "The Young Master has excommunicated Butterfly Dance from the sect, and Re Bai has also been punished."
Chi She lowered her eyes to hide her emotions.
As the year drew closer, the people who went out with the transport team all returned. Everyone got quite a bit of pay, and each person also received a share of New Year’s goods. They all happily returned ho for a reunion to start preparing for the New Year.
Yang Zhenli was responsible for the southern line. After reporting the situation in Hangzhou this ti, he sighed: "There’s a war in the south, no impact here, but there are already refugees in Hangcheng, and food prices have started to rise. Although not by much, compared to last ti, each jin of rice is two or three wen more expensive..."
Yang Ruxin nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle. I understand. Now you should hurry back, Aunt has probably been eagerly waiting for you."
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