Chapter 122: The Imperial Dragon Divine Sword
"I genuinely want to beat you senseless!"
Bu Chengyang shot Ah Bin a glare, the True Qi within him roiling with barely suppressed fury as he fought the urge to reach out and give his martial nephew a thorough thrashing.
"How many times have I told you, do not transmit your voice in front of him, do not transmit your voice in front of him!"
Bu Chengyang raged back through his own voice transmission, his expression thoroughly unpleasant, saying, "If you want to die, don't drag your martial uncle down with you. What if he thinks we're plotting something? You'll turn nothing into something!"
As he spoke, he stole a cautious glance at Li Musheng, and seeing that the man's attention was not directed their way, let out a small breath of relief.
Then he turned his gaze slightly toward Ah Bin and transmitted, "If you don't want to die, then from here on out you do whatever he says. Even if he tells you to betray the sect, just agree to it. I won't hold it against you."
Hearing this, Ah Bin pressed his lips together and looked at Bu Chengyang with genuine gratitude.
According to the Great Yan Sword Sect's rules, anyone who betrayed the sect was to be sentenced to death by a thousand sword piercings through the heart.
For his martial uncle to set aside the sect's rules for the sake of his survival showed how extraordinarily well the man treated him.
