The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

"Apologize...? What are you apologizing for?" He Qingfeng looked confused. "Didn't I already accept the bet?"

"Let's put things in perspective. I'm not talking about a bet." Yan Chuan tilted his head slightly, his sharp eyes sweeping across He Qingfeng: "You must apologize to them immediately for spreading rumors about Jiang Yingxue and insulting Cen Yizi."

He Qingfeng's expression instantly turned ugly. He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, filled with suppressed anger: "Everyone calls him a sissy, and Jiang Yingxue has no talent to begin with. She entered the First Peak for no reason. Why—"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Chuan drew his sword and pointed it at He Qingfeng.

A flash of silver light, a chilling chill. Though the sword didn't touch He Qingfeng's skin, the powerful wind whistled past, instantly leaving a shallow bloody streak on his face. Bright red blood oozed from the wound, and pain immediately washed over him. He Qingfeng's pupils suddenly constricted, and he froze in shock, his face pale and his breathing rapid.

Yan Chuan's sword hung steadily in front of He Qingfeng, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, as if it would take his life if it moved forward just an inch more.

Yan Chuan looked down at him coldly, his eyes like knives, chilling to the bone: "For no reason? Do we at the First Peak need to report to you about our work? Who do you think you are?"

He Qingfeng's heart was beating like a drum, and his body involuntarily took two steps back. His legs went weak and he fell to his knees, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Enough!" A clear shout echoed from the crowd, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps. Duan Ningning rushed out of the crowd and stood in front of He Qingfeng. Although she was petite, her eyes were firm, her brows furrowed, and she looked quite anxious. Her eyes, flashing with anger, stared straight at Yan Chuan, as if she was determined to stand up for He Qingfeng at all costs.

"Brother, why are you so aggressive and bullying the newbie? You weren't like this before!"

Yan Chuan glanced at Duan Ningning calmly: "Do you think we are familiar with each other? I have always been like this. You just don't understand me. Move aside."

"No!" Duan Ningning raised her voice a few notches, sounding even more resolute. "Jiang Yingxue is a disciple from your First Peak, and He Qingfeng is also a disciple from our Fifth Peak. I can't just stand by and watch my senior brother bully someone from the Fifth Peak like this."

"Ah...Is that so..." Yan Chuan sighed, lazily holding the sword with one hand, and raised the other hand to rub his forehead: "So you want to apologize with him?"

"Huh?" Duan Ningning was speechless for a moment. Her expression instantly became dull, her eyes filled with disbelief and confusion. She was stunned for a few moments, then opened her mouth and said, "I apologize?"

"What else? You people from the Fifth Peak are spreading rumors and slandering us from the First Peak. Shouldn't you apologize? Aren't you going to come out and stand up for him? Then apologize too."

Duan Ningning felt a chill running up from the soles of her feet to her head. She swallowed subconsciously, "Junior brother did speak a little harshly, but it was unintentional. Why is it so necessary for you to be so arrogant—"

"If you do something wrong, just admit it and apologize. Didn't your parents teach you, and didn't the Peak Master teach you either?" There was a hint of impatience in Yan Chuan's voice, and it was obvious that his patience had been exhausted.

Duan Ningning's heart sank when she heard this. "We could have just apologized privately behind closed doors after we got back. Why make things so embarrassing in public?"

"Because he spread rumors in public."

"But--"

"So annoying." Yan Chuan rolled his eyes impatiently, his brows showing undisguised annoyance, and he no longer even wanted to listen to her. "You kneel too."

After saying this, a powerful mental pressure suddenly released from Yan Chuan, pressing down on Duan Ningning like a huge mountain. Her body instantly lost its support, her knees gave way, and she fell to the ground.

Duan Ningning was stunned for a moment as her knees hit the ground with a dull thud, her mind went blank.

How could the senior brother whom I have always admired treat me like this?

Senior Brother Yan...actually treated me like this for a new female disciple...

Tears quickly welled up in her eyes. She lowered her head, her hands clenched into fists, her nails almost digging into her palms. The bitterness and humiliation in her heart surged like a tide. She gritted her teeth, trying not to cry out loud, but the grievance was like a mountain torrent that she could not suppress.

Jiang Yingxue watched this scene from the side, her pupils dilated.

Oh my god, no wonder the villain chases his wife to the crematorium in the later part. Is he so ruthless in the early part?

But then again, seeing the two of them kneeling like this, I still felt a little happy.

"Apologize." Yan Chuan emphasized again.

"I'm not wrong!" Duan Ningning bit her lip and stared at Yan Chuan. Her eyes were shining with water and tears were refusing to fall.

At this moment, the scene was eerily silent, and the air around seemed to have solidified.

Seeing this, Yan Chuan drew his sword, scaring Jiang Yingxue and Cen Yizi so much that they rushed to Yan Chuan's side like the wind, one hugging his left arm and the other grabbing his right arm.

"Don't be impulsive, Senior Brother... If things get out of hand, it will be hard to deal with. It's not worth it."

Jiang Yingxue shook her head as she tried to persuade him. Although Yan Chuan usually presented a cold, elegant image within the sect, he was, after all, a villain in the book. He played the role of a good disciple in the Xianyun Sect, yet simultaneously pretended to be a dandy dandy who frequented brothels in Yun State. Jiang Yingxue believed him to have a split personality. If he got carried away, someone might actually die...

Cen Yizi even pulled Yan Chuan's hand and stammered, "Well, well, well... Brother, I'm actually used to being told that. There's really no need to fight for me. Forget it, forget it..."

Yan Chuan looked at his left arm, then at his right arm, and frowned. He lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing? I just wanted to scare her, not really do anything."

Upon hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and let go of their hands.

"Just don't do it, just don't do it..."

But at this moment, two more male disciples from the Fifth Peak arrived, blocking Duan Ningning and saying, "Yan Chuan! Don't think you can act recklessly just because you're in the late Jindan stage! Quickly put away your divine pressure! Don't you listen to what your senior brother said?"

The two male disciples who came were seniors from the Fifth Peak. One was in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, and the other was at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Yan Chuan sneered: "Oh, let me tell you, you two are really united in this matter of shamelessness."

Seeing the situation getting worse and worse, Jiang Yingxue quickly said to He Qingfeng, "Mr. He, stop hiding behind this. Apologize immediately. You don't want Senior Sister Duan to have to endure this divine pressure because of you, do you? How can you be so cruel?"

Duan Ningning was a little confused. How could Jiang Yingxue be so obsessed with her? Unfortunately, she was so overwhelmed by the pressure that she couldn't even breathe or speak...

After hearing this, Qingfeng's hands trembled slightly, and his face was covered in blood and sweat, looking utterly miserable. He gritted his teeth, reluctantly lowered his head, and said in a voice that was almost squeezed out of his throat: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spread rumors and insulted you..."