Return of the King, Chapter 180 - 180 179 Just Want to Do Something for Him

??180: Chapter 179: Just Want to Do Sothing for Him

180: Chapter 179: Just Want to Do Sothing for Him

“You two have been married for decades without a single fight, how did you manage that?” asked the reporter to the husband.

“When I first married my wife, she entered the house and the dog barked at her, she said ‘That’s the first ti.’ A few days later, as she was pouring water, the dog barked at her again, and she noted ‘That’s the second ti.’ A few more days passed, she was splitting wood, and the dog barked again; my wife responded by chopping its head off with an axe.

I yelled at her, ‘Are you crazy?’ She then calmly looked at

and said, ‘That’s the first ti.’ Since then, I have lived a happy life,” the husband answered.

This is a joke, but the thod described is quite practical in reality, especially now, as heads spin under Xia Tian’s feet, the remaining few people lie flat on the ground, daring not to move, fearing that any slight motion might draw the wrath of this demonic woman.

Xia Tian, wearing cloth shoes, incessantly rolled the tip of her shoe over the head of soone beneath the stool.

With her enchanting eyes, she looked at those lying on the ground and asked, “Can you now tell

the information you know?

Who exactly leaked the secrets of our sect?

Was it you?

Or you?

Or maybe… you?”

Hearing this, those people trembled even more severely, and one of them looked up at Xia Tian with frightened eyes and stamred, “Miss, I really don’t know about this—our Law Enforcent Hall is so strict, how could I possibly leak our sect’s secrets?”

“Oh?

Really?

Then how co I heard that you have quite a few secret lovers outside, even two illegitimate children?” Xia Tian said coldly, as she kicked the head far away.

“Please spare their lives, they are innocent,” pleaded the middle-aged man as he continuously slamd his head onto the ground, unbothered by the small stones there, until his head looked like a near-burst waterlon—it was disgusting to watch.

Xia Tian stood up, circled around him, and then took from a disciple of the Law Enforcent Hall a whip that she wrapped several tis around the man’s neck, saying, “Don’t worry, I was concerned that your sons outside might not receive a proper education, so I have arranged for them to be brought back to the sect.

I believe the elders would be delighted to see two new stars rising.”

“Please, I beg you, don’t—ah!” the man felt his throat tightening and his voice fading, his eyes bulging due to lack of oxygen.

“Really now, daring to use the sect’s assets outside to support your lovers, huh, truly courting death,” scoffed Xia Tian as she casually threw the whip and demanded, “Will none of you confess?

Or do you want

to have so real fun with you?”

The remaining people looked at each other, then suddenly one of them, overco by a ntal breakdown, crawled out from the group, shouting and confessing everything, clearly and thoroughly.

Since one had started, the others also began to confess their actions, hoping for Xia Tian’s forgiveness.

Xia Tian sighed and made a throat-slitting gesture to the disciple of the Law Enforcent Hall and exited the dark room.

Truth be told, she didn’t enjoy such actions; she was a woman who liked sunshine, flowers, and beautiful things, but whenever she thought that what she was doing was for securing better control over the sect in the future, Xia Tian steeled her heart and continued to secretly investigate those who stood in her opposition.

“How many groups have been processed today?” Xia Tian stood outside the door, peeping through her fingers at the sun, murmuring to herself.

Suddenly, a man exited the room—the sa man who had been the first to confess his wrongdoings.

Lowering her gaze to restore clarity to her vision, Xia Tian said, “It was troubleso for you today, making you kneel there for so long.”

“It’s my blessing to serve you, Miss,” the man said modestly, his head bowed.

This man was a disciple of the Great Elder, and he knew that the man’s submissive attitude was not re fear or because she was an unforgiving demoness, but because he respected her for all she was doing for him.

“It seems the Miss’s theory about the herd ntality is quite accurate; only then are those old fellows likely to disclose their doings, which gives us a reason to eliminate them,” the man laughed.

“Yes, the so-called herd ntality expects the herd to follow wherever the leader goes without seeing the path ahead, even if it leads to the slaughterhouse—the others will follow without hesitation,” sighed Xia Tian, “And you played the role of that leader.”

“I am willing to play such a role,” said the man, noticing soone approaching and informing, “Soone is coming to see you; I shall take my leave.”

With that, the man turned and walked away without hesitation.

Xia Tian turned to see the approaching woman and chuckled, “Why are you in such a rush?

Be careful not to fall.”

“Phew, I’m exhausted, just hanging around with nothing to do, so I thought I’d co and hang out with you for a bit; I didn’t expect you to be here,” said the woman, out of breath.

“Is that batch dealt with?”

“Yes, everyone has confessed.

Even if soone behind them holds grudges, they can’t raise them openly.

If they really want to resist to the end, I’d like to have a proper ga with them,” Xia Tian flashed a brilliant smile.

“Have you visited him in Sunan City yet?”

“Yes, he’s still the sa,” the woman blushed as she recalled sothing, saying, “He’s just a big rascal, I really don’t know why you like him so much, huh, it’s bizarre.”

“Aren’t you the sa, having liked him for more than a decade, obstinately denying it until the mont you were exposed?”

“Let’s not talk about him; thinking of his smug face makes

want to fly over and beat him up,” the woman shook her head a bit angrily.

“Why do you have to personally deal with those people?

You’re the Sect Master’s daughter, the miss of the entire sect, there’s no need for you to do these dirty jobs assigned to the Law Enforcent Hall, and if it continues like this, I’m afraid your reputation won’t be too good.”

“I only want to do sothing for him, that’s all,” Xia Tian picked a leaf from a tree and placed it near her lips, blowing gently—a lody soft as down, as floating floss, as slender filants, as mist, barely audible.

As though embodying the quiet resentnt of a young woman sitting alone, like the deep worry of a wife whose husband has gone to war, like the despair of a woman abandoned by all—her expression laden with deep emotions.