Bai Zihan openly exposed Shen Liang’s scheme.
“YOU—!”
Shen Liang couldn’t help but get angry.
He had been falsely accused at the Bai Clan and even got slapped without justice, and now he was being defamed again by Bai Zihan.
Though this time, it was true that it was all his scheme.
Bai Zihan’s accusation had already caught the attention of the surrounding disciples, who were eagerly watching the commotion.
“Does Senior Brother Shen have a problem with Bai Zihan?”
“What’s this about Senior Brother Shen causing trouble in the Bai Clan? Did he really do it, or is Bai Zihan falsely accusing him?”
“Senior Brother Shen has a good relationship with Bai Xueqing. He shouldn’t make things too difficult for Bai Zihan, or she might hate him. After all, blood is thicker than water!”
…
The conflict between Bai Zihan and Shen Liang had drawn quite the audience which was already growing bigger because of the presence of Bai Zihan, Chu Ziyan and Bai Xueqing.
It was unexpected since everyone knew that Shen Liang was pursuing Bai Xueqing, and he wouldn’t want to get on the bad side of her family if he wished to win her heart.
Moreover, Bai Zihan’s first accusation might have been questionable, but the second one was quite plausible.
After all, the head of the admission office was Elder Shen—Shen Liang’s uncle.
It wouldn’t be difficult for him to instruct Elder Lu to block Bai Zihan’s admission using his uncle’s name.
Perhaps, at another time, the disciples might have criticized Bai Zihan for making such accusations, but instead, they were pleased—after all, it meant he couldn’t enter the Heaven Sword Sect.
“Bai Zihan, stop with your false accusations. I was just curious about why so many disciples were gathered here and happened to stumble upon you.”
Shen Liang gave a reasonable excuse.
He then immediately looked at Bai Xueqing, wanting to see what kind of expression she had and whether she believed Bai Zihan’s words.
However, her expression remained unreadable, though there was a mild annoyance on her face.
“Junior Sister, please believe me! I don’t know why your brother hates me, but he has been targeting me since we met at the Bai Clan. You can’t believe him!”
Bai Xueqing, meanwhile, remained indifferent.
She glanced at Bai Zihan, who looked completely unbothered, then turned to Shen Liang, her tone flat.
“Senior Brother, let’s not waste time with unnecessary words. If you truly have nothing to do with this, then don’t interfere. I need to quickly register his name as a disciple of Heaven Sword Sect.”
Shen Liang felt a chill at her distant response.
For a moment, frustration flickered in his eyes. He had spent so much effort trying to get closer to Bai Xueqing, yet she remained cold toward him.
He even felt that she was more distant than before her engagement was cancelled.
Suppressing his emotions, Shen Liang let out a forced chuckle.
“Of course, Junior Sister. I simply thought there might be something I could do to help you.”
Bai Zihan raised an eyebrow.
“Oh?”
Shen Liang nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face.
“This situation with Elder Lu… If I vouch for you, he might reconsider.”
Shen Liang continued.
“But for that to happen, Bai Zihan… you need to show some sincerity.”
Bai Zihan smirked. He had been waiting for this.
“And what kind of ‘sincerity’ are you asking for, Shen Liang?”
Shen Liang smiled, his eyes sharp.
“It’s simple,” he said, stepping closer.
“You just need to admit that you falsely accused me back at the Bai Clan. That you were the one who harassed my junior sisters.”
His voice was calm, but his intent was clear.
“Apologize for your mistake, and I will personally ensure your admission goes smoothly.”
Silence fell upon the hall.
The surrounding disciples watched intently. Some whispered, already assuming Bai Zihan would refuse.
Others, who disliked him, smirked, hoping to see him humiliated—just like Liu Tian, who was thinking about how unlucky Bai Zihan was to have gotten on Shen Liang’s bad side.
Unlike him, Shen Liang was at the Nascent Soul Realm. Even in the presence of Chu Ziyan or Bai Xueqing, there was no need for him to be scared.
Bai Zihan stared at Shen Liang for a moment.
Then, suddenly—
“Pfft! Hahaha!”
He burst into laughter.
His laugh echoed through the hall, filled with amusement and mockery.
The disciples of Heaven Sword Sect frowned upon seeing him laugh as if he were mocking them.
Shen Liang’s expression darkened.
“Bai Zihan—”
But Bai Zihan raised a hand, cutting him off.
“Shen Liang, let me get this straight.”
His lips curled into a smirk.
“You want me to admit to something I didn’t do… bow my head to you… and then, you’ll ‘help’ me?”
Shen Liang didn’t respond immediately, but his silence was already an answer.
Moreover, he wanted to curse at Bai Zihan.
Bai Zihan was acting as if he truly hadn’t done anything while, in reality, he had—but time and again, he accused him instead, making it seem like Shen Liang was the one fabricating everything.
Bai Zihan’s eyes gleamed with amusement.
“I’ll ask this question again. Who do you think you are?”
His words were light, but the sharpness behind them was undeniable.
Bai Zihan’s eyes shifted from playful mockery to a cold, piercing gaze—one that carried the weight of absolute superiority, as if he were looking down at an insignificant ant.
“Sorry, but I don’t need your help.”
Shen Liang’s jaw clenched.
Bai Zihan took a leisurely step forward, now standing face-to-face with him.
“In fact,” he continued, his tone playful, “I don’t even know why you dared to show your face here. Want to get slapped again?”
Shen Liang’s hand twitched.
(This bastard!)
“Senior Brother was slapped?”
“I heard rumors, but I didn’t think they were true.”
“No wonder he’s making trouble for Bai Zihan. How could he let go of such hatred?”
…
He could feel the eyes of everyone in the hall on him.
While some were surprised by Bai Zihan’s words, others felt like laughing—after all, the respected and admired Senior Brother had been slapped by the so-called waste of the Bai Clan.
Wasn’t that too funny?
Shen Liang wanted nothing more than to shut Bai Zihan’s mouth, but Bai Xueqing was watching.
Shen Liang gritted his teeth.
(You dare mention this?!)
Elder Lu, who had been silent, now stepped forward, his voice cold.
“Since Bai Zihan refuses to show sincerity, then there is nothing more to discuss.”
He looked at Bai Zihan with disdain.
“The Heaven Sword Sect does not accept arrogant, dishonorable individuals.”
Bai Zihan chuckled.
“Ah, so now I’m dishonorable for refusing to bow to someone’s petty ego? Seems like you aren’t even hiding the fact that you’re being ordered around by Shen Liang. Now, who is the dishonorable one?”
Elder Lu’s face twisted with anger.
Shen Liang, feeling the moment slipping out of his control, spoke again.
“Bai Zihan, this is your last chance.”
But Bai Zihan simply smirked.
“Tsk! I don’t take orders from losers.”
