All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 475 - 284: Is This How His Woman Acts? Ninth Apprentice Uncle?_1

Chapter 475: Chapter 284: Is This How His Woman Acts? Ninth Apprentice Uncle?_1
It seemed as if someone had taken the lead. The group of Sword Sect Disciples exchanged glances.
The next moment, they took a step forward. A large crowd of them all stood behind Mo Fan, facing Mo Li with confrontational eyes.
"Wang Gou also wants things made clear today!"
"Xiang Nan also wants things made clear!"
Similar demands echoed through the group.
With this group’s support, Mo Fan felt a surge of confidence. He stepped forward, protecting Fat Zhang behind him with an extended hand, and calmly spoke, "Mo Fan demands an explanation on behalf of the Sword Sect Disciples."
Feeling the instinctive protection from Mo Fan, Fat Zhang’s heart warmed. Countless thoughts swirled in his mind as he felt moved to the verge of tears. He hadn’t misjudged the person—Senior Brother Mo Fan really did stand up for him!
Mo Li stood quietly in her spot. Her jade hands caressed the hilt of the sword stuck in the deck, her silver hair swaying with the wind. However, her eyes, hidden in the shadows, made her expression unreadable, preventing anyone from focusing on her face.
Seeing the scene before her, Xiao Ruoching remained silent. Taking Sword Maiden by the hand, she stood beside Mo Li, still not sparing Mo Li a glance.
Two groups, as if divided by an invisible line, faced each other in opposition.
Mo Li lowered her eyes, a hint of astonishment flickering across her delicate features. A cardamom-bud ornament at her waist seemed to sink into the folds of her deep robe.
Focusing on Xiao Ruoching’s red cloak, the corners of Mo Li’s mouth curled up in an amused arc.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. "Afraid they’ll bully me?"
CLANG—
Xiao Ruoching’s Longsword was already drawn as she softly and slowly spoke, "Don’t misunderstand. It’s all for Sword Maiden."
She then lifted her head. The light reflecting on her sword highlighted the furrow between her brows. Taking a step forward, her voice was calm as she said, "A bunch of people bullying a mute Sword Maiden, and now you’re preparing to bully a ’weak’ woman? If you have something to say, say it to my face. Why talk behind backs?"
Xiao Ruoching’s face still bore a trace of a smile, but her tone slightly chilled as she added, "Mo Fan? I will remember you."
This sentence, laden with threat, made Mo Fan shiver involuntarily. But, turning to see the many supporters behind him, he steadied his spirit and replied firmly but respectfully, "Sister Xiao already said that the first time I met her. Mo Fan wishes to correct an error in Sister Xiao’s words—it’s not about many people bullying one woman; we just seek justice!"
After he finished speaking, the group of Sword Sect Disciples behind him seemed to be influenced by his tone. They all stepped forward and shouted loudly, "We want justice!"
"We want justice!"
Finally, Mo Li raised her head and smoothed the hair on her forehead, her face showing a mocking smile as she looked at Mo Fan, asking, "Justice? Such a grand word. If you seek justice, shouldn’t you speak to the elders of the Sword Sect? Quite grown up, aren’t you, picking only on the soft ones?"
She drew her Longsword from the deck and stepped towards Mo Fan.
The wind caused her black cloak to flutter loudly. Stopping just one step away from Mo Fan, her eyes narrowing, she said ominously, "Apologize to Sword Maiden. I’ll count to three."
Mo Fan’s face turned beet red. This was especially true when he met Mo Li’s disdainful gaze, which seemed to look upon him as if he were trash. His body grew as uncomfortable as if he were sitting on pins and needles. Clenching his teeth, he said loudly, "I speak to you politely because I respect you as my senior sister. Mo Li, you’re merely at the Golden Core Realm! We are both Sword Sect’s Geniuses. Don’t go too far! We are all..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Li laughed involuntarily, letting her long silver hair drift freely as her silver eyes stared at Mo Fan, asking, "You and I are both Sword Sect’s Geniuses? Who gave you the audacity to flatter yourself so?"
Enraged, Mo Fan suppressed his fury and grabbed the Longsword at his waist. "Mo Li, don’t underestimate people! Do you dare to fight me? You just had a good family background that allowed you to become Elder Su’s disciple. I’m just slightly less fortunate than you! If Elder Su had met me earlier, I, too, could have become a Direct Disciple of the Sword Sect!!"
Having acquired the Sacred Bone, he had faced countless trials to reach the position he held today. He had not expected someone to dismiss all his efforts so casually. Even though a voice in his heart kept telling him to be patient, to wait until he had the status and position to confront this woman, he just couldn’t swallow this insult.
"You wouldn’t have," Xiao Ruoching stepped forward from behind, glanced at him, and then spoke softly.
Having lived through one lifetime already, she knew well that he not only wouldn’t have become a Direct Disciple but would also bring considerable trouble to their master.
"You also lack the qualifications. I think, if you apologize now, it might still be timely."
The Sword Maiden was frightened and on the verge of tears. Her tiny hands clutched Xiao Ruoching’s clothes tightly. After a moment’s thought, she also reached out to pull on Mo Li. She wanted them to stop quarreling, but clearly, nobody was listening to her. She rarely made demands, fearing to bother others, but
she was even more afraid of being disliked by everyone now.
Mo Fan took a deep breath, his eyes shifting continuously. The impasse between them remained unbroken.
Suddenly, a stern voice rang out, and instantly, the Longswords in everyone’s hands dropped to the ground.
"Are you trying to start a rebellion?"