On a raised platform, an elder stood upright and began performing a set of moves related to the Roaring Tiger Punch.
Around him, all the inner court disciples stood in uniform lines, mimicking his actions.
While the elder explained every single move and the position they needed to maintain to deliver the Roaring Tiger Punch, all the inner court disciples followed accordingly.
Meanwhile, a group of women standing at the back were whispering among themselves.
"The thing that happened in the sect library. That guy Mo Han… had another fight with Ron Lee. This time, Elder Ping was directly present."
"Are you talking about the same guy who humiliated Ron Lee in front of everyone during his first day? Arrogant bastard… he has no idea who he's messing with," a girl with heavy makeup said in a frustrated tone.
"This time, it was Mo Han who suffered. Ron Lee accused him of staring at women inside the library. And Elder Ping gave Mo Han that cursed manual as punishment."
"You mean the Sun Piercing Sword Technique?" the heavy makeup lady almost cried out in surprise.
Jia Kai, who stood a short distance from the gossiping girls, felt curious after hearing the name Sun Piercing Sword Technique, as she had also failed to master it in the first place.
"Yes, that outer court ant accepted the manual like a hero. But I'm sure he'll be fried like a frog in no time," the first lady who started the conversation said.
"Hahaha… that's why you should never mess with rich people like Ron Lee. Smart and vicious—that's Ron Lee," the makeup lady added with a smug smile.
Many other girls began laughing after hearing the gossip.
But in the next second, a gust of heavy wind hit them hard, and they all fell down.
"How dare you gossip during my training? Do you know how difficult this Roaring Tiger Punch is? Go and kneel until I finish this training session!"
The elder's voice came like divine judgment, and the five girls who were gossiping were immediately sent out of the training ground.
Meanwhile, Jia fell into deep thought after listening to their gossip. She remembered the task she needed to complete for her sister, Chi Kai. She had agreed to find that handsome fellow who had attracted her sister's attention and make him agree to dual cultivate with her.
"Is this MoHanDas and Mo Han the same?" Jia Kai began thinking deeply.
"Whatever it may be… I must find that handsome fellow first and make him my servant. It's better to finish this task and deliver him to my sister. Otherwise, I can't bear Chi Kai's tantrums," Jia Kai thought, remembering her sister's crying pose—falling at their mother's feet and crying like a three-year-old child.
"Attention! Let's practice the second form of the Roaring Tiger Punch! Everyone stand on one leg and raise your right-hand fist high into the air!" the elder cried out as he changed his body position to the second form of the technique.
At the entrance courtyard, surrounded by tall red bamboos…
Ron Lee stood in wait.
With his arms folded and eyes narrowed like a coiled snake ready to strike, Ron Lee paced back and forth inside the courtyard, frustration clear on his face.
After some time, two female servants in green sect robes stood before him. Their faces were filled with nervousness and forced smiles.
"You fools! Who gave you permission to assign that Mo Han to the library of Burning Sun Peak? Are you trying to help that bastard? Or do you think my words carry no weight inside this sect?" Ron Lee shouted angrily. Frustration filled his body as he almost lifted his hand to strike them.
The taller of the two servants, Lady Mei, immediately bowed her head and said, "Young Master Lee, it wasn't our fault. It was actually the bald elder from the outer court who made the changes. Originally, Mo Han was assigned to clean the outer latrine pits and wash clothes. But the elder intervened."
"Why? That bald elder always drinks wine and doesn't even see what's happening around him. Are you trying to make me look like an idiot with your false claims?" Ron Lee shouted before the servant could finish her sentence.
"Young Master Lee, the bald elder favored Mo Han because he believes Mo Han belongs to the Han family," the servant replied in a hurry.
A flicker of shock flashed in Ron Lee's eyes. For a second, he felt fear, thinking he had messed with the wrong guy. But soon, he remembered that Mo Han came walking like a poor fellow into the sect.
"Is it true? That fellow really belongs to the powerful Han family?" Ron Lee asked, his expression doubtful.
"Yes, Young Master. Many disciples in the outer court say Mo Han ran away from the Han family when he was still a child. But whether it's true or not, we don't really know," Servant Mei replied with a fearful look.
Ron Lee took a step back and began thinking deeply while pacing inside the courtyard.
'The Han family… one of the four powerful lineages of the Eastern Continent…
They were no strangers to fame and power. Their influence spread far and wide as they controlled half of the pill business in the entire Eastern Continent.'
"If that fellow really belongs to the Han family, I'd be finished. My father would kill me just to please them. But I can't undo what's already been done. There's only one way now to solve this problem. I must take my revenge first—and then accept Mo Han as my servant when he's at his lowest, humiliated and desperate. At that time, he'll be ready to lick my shoes. It'll be the perfect way to solve this issue in front of everyone," Ron Lee muttered, having made his decision to continue what he had already started.
He turned toward the two servants and began instructing them according to his plan.
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