That day, Xiao Pa once again pestered Su Luo to take him out for some fun.
Alright, fine, he’d take him out.
This time, no one fell from the sky, but there was an incident of bullying.
"Su Mozi, save me!"
A man being brutally beaten cried out to Su Luo for help.
Su Luo glanced at him and thought for a moment, "Who are you?"
"I’m one of your subordinates!"
Before the man could say much more, he was knocked out cold by a punch.
The one who delivered the blow was Song Yansheng, the Heavenly Demon with Four Hands.
Not only did he knock out Su Luo’s subordinate, but he also added a kick, "So noisy. Speak softer."
Su Luo did remember this guy—one of the Heavenly Demons under Qing Bukuang.
Despite the impressive title, it was an exaggeration.
After all, while others could cover the sky with one hand, this guy needed four.
His title came from his secret technique, which allowed him to grow two extra arms, making him a four-handed fighter in battle.
There were still more of Su Luo’s subordinates nearby, and Song Yanshen was ready to move on to the next target, but he politely asked Su Luo first.
"You don’t mind, do you?"
This area was close to where Su Luo lived.
To beat up his subordinates so close to his home was nothing short of a slap in Su Luo’s face.
"Do as you please."
Su Luo didn’t even spare a glance.
But for his subordinates, those words were icy cold.
"Hahaha, just as the rumors say," Song Yansheng laughed, though it was unclear whether he was laughing at Su Luo or something else.
"Then I won’t hold back."
Song Yansheng continued to torment Su Luo’s subordinates. His strength was overwhelming, and it was clear he was picking on the weak.
Su Luo’s subordinates couldn’t even fight back, let alone land a hit on him.
Su Luo suddenly stopped in his tracks, "Oh, by the way."
Song Yansheng paused, listening to what Su Luo had to say.
Su Luo’s subordinates grew excited. Was Su Mozi finally going to step in?
"My house is nearby. Don’t damage it."
Hearing this, the subordinates felt as if they’d been plunged into an icy abyss, their hearts freezing over.
"Don’t worry, I’ll give Su Mozi that much face."
And with that, Song Yansheng continued beating Su Luo’s subordinates.
At that moment, the despair of Su Luo’s subordinates was indescribable.
"Su Mozi, where are you going?"
And this was what he called giving face?
Su Mozi, he’s not just beating us—he’s slapping your face!
But Su Luo had already vanished from their sight.
Not only were they being beaten, but they had also been abandoned.
Su Luo’s subordinates were lost. They hadn’t expected that the three points Su Luo had mentioned before were serious—he really didn’t care about their lives.
Had they truly followed the wrong person?
......
This time, Song Yansheng had come with Qing Bukuang’s personal authorization.
The goal was to humiliate Su Luo even further.
But they weren’t allowed to attack Su Luo directly—Qing Bukuang wanted to deal with him personally.
It wasn’t just Qing Bukuang; the other seven had also sent people to mess with Su Luo’s subordinates.
Originally, Cui Baiquan and Shan Gui hadn’t wanted to get involved, but the issue of allegiance forced their hand.
If they didn’t participate, they’d be seen as opposing the seven.
And since Su Luo had never given a clear response to their offers of cooperation, under pressure, Cui Baiquan and Shan Gui had no choice but to follow the crowd.
These past few days had been brutal for Su Luo’s subordinates.
Sometimes, they’d just finished being beaten by one group when another would show up to beat them again.
Finally, they couldn’t take it anymore. They gathered at Su Luo’s residence, hoping Su Mozi would stand up for them.
But Su Luo wasn’t there—only Yun was.
Still, they knew Yun held a high position, so talking to her was just as good.
"Yun, please tell Su Mozi to lead us in a charge. They’ve gone too far!"
"Yeah, I can’t take it anymore."
"If Su Mozi leads, we’ll follow him to the death!"
They shouted in anger.
Yun sighed, "Don’t call me. It’s no use. I’ve already talked to Su Mozi about this, and he won’t listen."
"No, you can do it. It doesn’t matter if we’re beaten, but do you know what people are saying about Su Mozi outside?"
"That he doesn’t care about his subordinates, that he’s heartless! A coward!"
"We don’t mind being insulted, but we can’t let Su Mozi’s reputation be tarnished."
Yun replied, "Then if you leave, Su Mozi’s reputation won’t be harmed, right?"
The subordinates fell silent.
Well, Yun’s words were harsh, but they made sense.
It was us who were dragging Su Mozi down.
"Su Mozi hasn’t explicitly told us to leave, so we won’t go."
"These past few days, we’ve been thinking—why do we still follow Su Mozi after all this?"
"Is it because he gave us treasures? Because he cared for us? Or because he promised us something we couldn’t refuse?"
"None of that. Those things only exist in our imaginations. We should’ve known that from the start."
"Maybe it’s because of the times we followed Su Mozi into battle, watching his back as he led the charge."
"Seeing Su Mozi’s back, following him, made us feel like we could do anything, like we were invincible."
"That’s something we, as the lowest tier of the Heavenly Demon Sect, had never felt before. We’d never felt so alive."
"We know we’re weak, but all we want is to charge into battle alongside Su Mozi!"
"If we’re going to die, we want to die following Su Mozi into battle!"
That was the answer they’d arrived at after all these days.
There was confusion, yes, but whenever they thought of Su Mozi’s back, they felt they hadn’t chosen the wrong person to follow!
Yun was at a loss for words. She didn’t have any particular feelings for Su Luo’s subordinates.
What happened to them was none of her concern.
After all, she was from the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
Just then, a not-so-friendly voice rang out.
"Well said, but I’ll make sure to beat you even better this time."
Song Yansheng appeared once again, and this time, he wasn’t alone.
He’d brought some lackeys with him.
Knowing that Su Luo’s subordinates had gathered, they couldn’t pass up such a golden opportunity.
They’d followed the scent right to them.
And...
"You’re Yun, right? I’ve been looking for you. So you’ve been hiding here."
Song Yansheng knew that Yun was practically Su Luo’s representative. Beating her was a must.
And she’d need special attention.
"You’ve gone too far! This is Su Mozi’s home—don’t you dare cause trouble here!" Su Luo’s subordinates were now completely enraged.
"Haha, Su Mozi’s nowhere to be found right now. You’d better worry about yourselves."
With a wave of his hand, Song Yansheng’s men began their assault. This was more than enough to deal with Su Luo’s subordinates.
This time, they had the authorization of the other seven.
Right now, the seven were gathered at Qing Bukuang’s place, discussing plans to deal with someone named Lin Xuan—oh, and Su Mozi, of course.
Song Yansheng didn’t care about the relationships between the seven. He only followed Qing Bukuang’s orders.
He looked at Yun, naturally planning to deal with her himself.
"Hello, I hear you’re Su Mozi’s right-hand woman. Is there anything special about you? You don’t look like a mere decoration."
Song Yansheng was simply saying that Yun wasn’t attractive enough to be a beautiful vase, unable to seduce Su Mozi.
There must be something else about her that earned Su Mozi’s trust.
Of course, if Su Mozi really did have a thing for someone who looked like her, Song Yansheng would mock him relentlessly for his poor taste.
"I have nothing to say to you, but I think your luck’s about to run out today."
"I don’t believe in luck. My strength is enough to make luck irrelevant."
And with that, Song Yansheng launched his attack.