The next morning, Han Xuhan's hut saw an uninvited guest. Senior Disciple Chen Yan looked extremely angry, as if he had just gotten the news of Jiang Chen's beating.
"Junior Brother Xuhan, you have some nerve! How dare you violate the agreement between us and resort to violence? What did poor Jiang Chen ever do to you, for you to injure him so horribly? I'm of half a mind to report everything to my superiors in the Disciplinary Committee-"
"What are you talking about, Senior Brother Yan? When did I violate the agreement between us?" Han Xuhan broke the fake outrage-fueled tirade with a relaxed grin.
"I accepted the penalty you gave me without protests. I followed your instructions without a fault, handing over 500 spirit stones worth in resources."
"Then why is Jiang Chen lying in the infirmary with broken ribs and a cracked spine?" Chen Yan roared.
