Han Yingli finally understood that this brat was clearly provoking him.

Now that he was locked up here by the elder and the sect leader, the younger brothers below actually began to worship and step on the lower side.

Han Yingli sneered and lamented that the atmosphere of this sect was getting worse day by day.

"Since you know that the garden is now owned by me to clean it, why do you deliberately break the flower pot? Are you deliberately unable to get along with me?"

The little disciple was slightly surprised. He probably didn't expect Han Yingli to say that.

But he had nothing to be afraid of.

"I know my senior brother wants to be lazy, but he shouldn't take me out as an excuse."

Han Yingli frowned, and his patience was gradually decreasing.

If he had encountered such a disciple in the past, he would definitely have to teach a lesson. Although he is now in a confinement, there is no taboo in this regard.

So without saying a word, he punched him directly. The little disciple couldn't dodge and was punched hard on his eyes, immediately swollen, and it became purple.

He covered his eyes, staggered and took a few steps back, and looked at Han Yingli with disbelief.

"You dare to hit me? You're against you!"

Then he drew his sword and stabbed Han Yingli hard without saying a word.

The movement here quickly attracted the other disciples' ideas. Some timid people immediately reported the situation to the elder.

The little disciple's cultivation was far below Han Yingli, and he was no match for him at all. Moreover, Han Yingli was in anger and was not too polite to take action. He knocked the little disciple to the ground and beat him up.

At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from beside him.

"stop!"

The little disciple lay on the ground and kept wailing. When he heard this sound, he seemed to have caught a life-saving straw.

"Father, save me! Father!"

When Han Yingli saw the elder coming, he had to stop, bow to the elder, and salute.

The little disciple quickly got up, walked to the elder's side, and complained angrily.

"Father, it is strictly forbidden for the disciples to fight among the sect. Han Yingli broke the precepts, and his father must punish him well."

The elder turned his head and looked up and down at his son. His face was swollen from a pig's head. His eyes were bruised and purple, his hair had been torn and dirty, and his clothes were stained with a lot of blood. He looked like a famous and upright person at all, but he looked like a Beggars' Sect.

For a moment, the elder was both angry and distressed.

"You two come with me."

After a while, the two followed the elder to the room, and the little disciple was still complaining.

"Father, look at him beat me up. I have never said this kind of bullying."

Han Yingli kept kneeling beside him without saying a word.

The elder asked, "What happened just now? Tell me about it."

The little disciple hurriedly said, "What else can it be? Han Yingli was punished to be confined. If he was angry, he would vent his anger. Seeing that I was younger than him, he bullied me. Father, you have to make the decision for me."

Han Yingli sneered and said, "My junior brother has a low cultivation level. But this class of quarrels has the best ability to mess around."

Relying on his father's support, the little disciple was not afraid of him at all, rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward.

"Don't think I dare not hit you in front of the elder and the sect leader!"

Han Yingli was not polite either. Since the other party was going to ask for a blow, what else could he say? He immediately punched his junior brother in the eye socket.

The junior brother immediately screamed and staggered back.

"Father, Master, have you all seen it? He did it first, but I did nothing."

The elder looked at them, and suddenly asked Han Yingli coldly, "Do you know your mistake?"

Han Yingli smiled and said, "Elder, my junior brother was provoking me first. He also said many bastards to me, my senior brother, that I shouldn't have said. Then I taught him a few times. How dare I ask the elder, is it wrong for me?"

But unexpectedly, the elder said, "I didn't see him provoking you, nor did I hear what he said to you. I only saw you hit him."

Han Yingli was slightly stunned and his anger became even more intense.

"So the elder means to protect your son?"

This sentence touched the elder's pain point. He felt guilty and was so stern about it that he educated Han Yingli seriously.

"Nothing nonsense! The sect is a place where reason is spoken. We only talk about facts and never look at blood relationships."

Han Yingli sneered, "Is that so? Then ask the elder to put your son in custody, or be 50 pounded so that he can know that when he meets the teacher and senior brother in the future, he must be respectful, not big or small."

After hearing this, the elder slapped the table in anger.

"You want to teach me how to do things? Come on, take Han Yingli down, take a hundred sticks, and be confined for half a month. Without my orders, no one is allowed to let him out!"

"yes!"

Soon two disciples came over, one on the left and the other on the right to hold Han Yingli's arm.

I knew this would be the result, but now it is really like this, Han Yingli still can't accept it.

"I respect you as a teacher. I have always respected you very much, but I don't want you to be like this."

The junior brother jumped around happily and was very proud.

"Han Yingli, don't be ungrateful. My father's punishment for you is already very light, you don't want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Yingli suddenly broke away from the two disciples, stepped forward, kicked the little disciple in the face, kicked him out directly, hit the wall, and then landed heavily on the table and chairs. There was a rumbling sound, and the room suddenly became a mess.

The elder was so angry that he pointed at Han Yingli with a trembling finger.

"You...return, come and arrest him!"

Han Yingli sneered: "No need to worry, this is not a reasonable place at all. I don't want to get along with people like you anymore, even if it's a minute or a second, I'll say goodbye."

After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly left the room.

The elder heard something and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"This kid! Are you leaving the sect?"

He also ordered the disciples beside him and said, "Come on him quickly and see what he is going to do."

"yes."

After Han Yingli left the room, he quickly packed up his own things. Regardless of the obstruction and persuasion of several brothers, he headed straight to the mountain gate and went down the mountain.

When it was almost dark, he arrived at the Jinglian Sect. At this time, Fu Qiang was patrolling a team of people outside. He was very happy to see Han Yingli.

"Brother Han, why are you free to come here today?"

Han Yingli smiled at him: "One day I'll disappear, come and see you."

So Fu Qiang welcomed him in and ordered his disciples to pour tea and snacks.

At this moment, there were only two of them in the room. Han Yingli went straight to the point, told her purpose, and told Fu Qiang what had happened in the sect just now.

Fu Qiang was very angry when he heard this.
Chapter completed!