Shen Liang froze for a second.
Then he laughed.
No—he screeched.
A wild, cracked sound that echoed through the Punishment Hall and made several outer disciples flinch.
"HAHAHAHA! You're all insane! You… you old fool! Do you even hear yourself!?"
He thrashed against the disciples holding him, blood still dripping from the stump where his arm used to be.
"You're just going to let it go!? Just like that!? Because he's your damn heir!?"
He spat on the floor, frothing with fury, teeth bared.
"Fine! FINE! Let him do whatever the hell he wants! Let him bully fellow clan members, make enemies everywhere, teach your clan's secret techniques to outsiders—see where that gets you, you blind bastards!"
The disciples restraining him tried to keep him steady, but he kept twisting, snapping his head toward Grand Elder Bai Ren with wild, red eyes.
"You think he's the future of your Bai Clan? Him!? You're all fools! The Bai Clan will burn to ashes with that lunatic in charge!"
