Lin Xiaolu stood in the courtyard and looked around for a moment, then stopped looking and went back to doing push-ups.
Before he could do many, senior sister Li Miaoxin walked out of the yard again and headed straight for Lin Xiaolu.
"Senior Sister, are you going for dinner?" the boy asked excitedly as he jumped up.
Li Miaoxin had a strange look on her face and shook her head: "Master asked me to take you to see him."
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This time, Li Miaoxin did not bring Xiaoyuer, but only took Lin Xiaolu himself up the snowy mountain. Neither of them knew what had happened, but Li Miaoxin told him that when the Master sent her a sound transmission, there was anger in his voice.
Soon, the adult and child arrived at the entrance to the cave, braving the wind and snow to enter.
Holding Li Miaoxin's hand, Lin Xiaolu found that besides Li Mingru sitting cross-legged and drinking in the cave, there was also an old man with white temples wearing a black robe.
As soon as he walked in, this old man looked at him with his deep-set eyes wrinkled.
Lin Xiaolu thought: Fuck you looking at, never seen such a handsome dude!
Li Miaoxin also glanced at the old man, hesitated for a moment in her eyes, then paid her respects to Li Mingru. After greeting Li Mingru, she also bowed to the old man in the black robe.
Since there was an outsider present, Lin Xiaolu also behaved himself for once. He first shouted at Li Mingru, "Disciple Lin Xiaolu pays respect to Boss."
After shouting, he followed his senior sister's words and said cleverly to the old man in black, "Plucking Star disciple Lin Xiaolu pays respect to Elder Fang."
Elder Fang sneered when he heard this: "This old man does not have such great abilities to let you pay respects."
Lin Xiaolu was startled, not knowing what this old fart meant.
At this time, Li Mingru, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, drank a sip of water and said coldly, "Xiaolu, let me ask you, what have you learned this month at the academy?"
Lin Xiaolu spread his little hands and mumbled, "Literacy, what else could there be?"
Li Mingru didn't care about his casual attitude and nodded, continuing to ask, "Then...what have you done?"
Lin Xiaolu was taken aback, and his agile mind reacted. Could it be that Boss knew about him collecting protection fees at the academy?
He didn't speak for a while, and the Elder Fang next to him sneered, "What's wrong? Dare to do but not admit it? Is this the way you Plucking Stars do things?"
When he heard him talk to him like this, Lin Xiaolu immediately glared back. He was about to say mind your own damn business when Li Mingru timely spoke up:
"Xiaolu, tell your teacher honestly what you have done these days, and what you did."
The boy pursed his lips and mumbled, "I set up a small gang, then bullied classmates at the academy, bullying them eight times a day on average. I also collected protection fees and threatened Spirit Sword Branch disciples every day."
Li Miaoxin was shocked when she heard this. She looked at Lin Xiaolu, full of surprise in her beautiful eyes.
She would never have imagined that after just one month at the academy, her little junior brother had already accomplished such a feat and even established a gang.
Li Mingru was also rolling his eyes. Ah! What a good disciple he had taken in, he was really a fucking genius.
"Other than that, what else did you do?" He asked resignedly.
"I didn't do anything else." Lin Xiaolu answered with innocent, pure eyes.
Elder Fang in black robe sneered, "Didn't do anything else? So how did my disciple Chen Nianyun get carried back today?"
After speaking, his old eyes looked at Li Mingru coldly, "Li, you teach good disciples, beating my disciple into that state."
"That was because he wanted to duel with me!" Lin Xiaolu yelled, "We signed a written oath at the time, and everyone agreed, the sword has no eyes, and bears the consequences."
"You're farting!" Elder Fang said angrily, "So many disciples in the academy carried my disciple Nianyun back. Everyone said you were jealous when you saw my disciple's cultivation was successful, so you sneak attacked and hit him with a brick, injuring him. And now you still dare to quibble with this old man!"
"I'm quibbling with you-" Lin Xiaolu was about to refute when his whole body suddenly stiffened, frozen in place, and the swear words stuck in his throat, unable to come out.
The person who had frozen him was Li Mingru.
"Master, Xiaolu he-"
Li Mingru shook his head at Li Miaoxin who wanted to plead for mercy, stopping her plea for mercy. Then he said to Lin Xiaolu, whose eyes were rolling but couldn't move, "Xiaolu, you are incorrigibly mischievous. You injured your fellow sect brother, collected protection fees. Your teacher will have you locked up for three months to repent properly."
"Three months?" Elder Fang in black robe sneered, "Li Mingru, you really are biased!
You don't take me, your senior brother, seriously at all."
When Li Mingru heard this, he turned his head to look at Elder Fang and said expressionlessly, "Does Elder Brother Fang want to do something else?"
"Do something else?" Elder Fang said coldly, "I'm going to report to the Law Enforcement Hall and revoke his status as an inner sect disciple!"
"Okay!" Li Mingru agreed directly and said, "But I request the Sect Leader to use the Soul Searching Technique to probe Lin Xiaolu and your disciple Chen Nianyun's memories to find out the real truth of this matter. If it is as you said, we will do as you proposed, Elder Brother!"
Elder Fang was immediately angry when he heard this. His aged body suddenly stood up, glaring at Li Mingru furiously, "Li Mingru, what do you mean? Do you think I have wrongly accused him? Or do you think so many children at the academy would lie? Do you take me, your senior brother, seriously at all!"
Looking at the angry Elder in black in front of him, Li Mingru was still expressionless. He just calmly said, "Elder Brother Fang, what are you talking about? I just want to find more compelling evidence."
Elder Fang's face turned ugly when he heard this.
He had known from the beginning that Chen Nianyun was not sneak attacked.
The reason was simple. Chen Nianyun's injuries were mainly to the head, caused by bricks. There were two wounds, both on his face.
Anyone with a little common sense should understand that if Lin Xiaolu had really sneak attacked, he would have attacked from behind, and the injuries should have been to the back of the head.
But both injuries were on his face, which means Lin Xiaolu did not sneak attack at all. He had uprightly and unharmedly beaten his disciple down.
But he was unwilling to admit this and unable to swallow this grievance. So he took advantage of his seniority over Li Mingru to come to the Plucking Star Manor and accuse.
At this moment, looking at Li Mingru's expressionless face, Elder Fang clenched his fists angrily.
This bastard Li Mingru was clearly threatening him. If he continued to press the matter, Li Mingru would ask the Sect Leader to use the Soul Searching Technique to investigate their memories. Although Lin Xiaolu would still be punished, the matter of him being beat up by Lin Xiaolu could not be hidden. It would spread throughout Mount Emei.
At that time, the Spirit Sword Branch would become a complete laughing stock of Mount Emei.
People would say, Chen Nianyun ah, 10 years old this year, practiced for one year after joining the sect, regarded as the most talented disciple of the Spirit Sword Branch.
As for Lin Xiaolu? Only 7 years old this year, practiced for one month after joining. An ordinary disciple of the Plucking Stars Sect.
Then Lin Xiaolu defeated Chen Nianyun, and did so without injury!
With this comparison, what would his Spirit Sword Branch become? How would they be ridiculed?
So he absolutely did not dare to let the Sect Leader use the Soul Searching Technique to investigate.
At this moment, Elder Fang's chest heaved up and down in anger, but Li Mingru seemed to not notice his anger at all. He expressionlessly said to him, "Elder Brother Fang, do you think this punishment for my unruly disciple is acceptable?"
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