Inside Tianji Pavilion, the silence was almost suffocating.
Cui Yin was holding a wooden ruler, earnestly instructing Luobu, when suddenly, as if struck by an invisible force, his swinging ruler froze abruptly in mid-air, locked in place.
Luobu instinctively shielded his head, closing his eyes tightly and shivering slightly. Ever since Cui Yin took him as a disciple, such rigorous teaching had been a constant shadow, keeping him perpetually on edge and terrified of the merciless fall of that ruler.
Chapter 230