In the stone corridor outside the guest room where Lin Qingyu was detained, two night-watch disciples paced back and forth, holding luminous pearls in utter boredom. The older disciple let out a yawn, rubbing the back of his aching neck.
"Senior Brother, what do you think the Hall Master is going to do to Senior Brother Lin?" the younger disciple asked in a lowered voice.
"Hush!" The older disciple cast a cautious look all around. "That traitor poisoned our fellow disciples. According to the sect rules, he deserves to be pierced by ten thousand swords..."
Chapter 570