He fell with the villain

In the early morning of the second day, the water droplets falling from the eaves were making non-stop noises. Matching the gray and gloomy sky, it felt a little heavy.

Lin Xinglang simply ate some breakfast, then held an umbrella and prepared to walk out of Ruan's house.

"Are you going back to Jin's house?" Fang Dashui asked Lin Xinglang, seeing that Lin Xinglang was walking towards the door where he was at this time.

"Yes." Lin Xinglang temporarily stopped his steps, and talked to Fang Dashui: "I'm leaving."

"I left this time, so I won't come back again?" In fact, Fang Dashui hoped that Lin Xinglang would be less stubborn.

"Not coming back." Lin Xinglang just said calmly, "The young master is still waiting for me to go back."

"You..." Fang Dashui still wanted to persuade Lin Xinglang a few more words, "If you fail to return to Jin's house, it's better to leave as soon as possible."

"I've made a note of it." Lin Xinglang responded, and walked out the door again.

Fang Dashui looked at the person who was going further and further away, but he sighed lightly, "There is nothing good about it, why is this person bothering..."

At around nine o'clock, Lin Xinglang had just stepped into Jin's house, when Wang Lijie saw his figure, but he walked towards him in a hurry.

"Brother Lin, why are you back at this time?" Wang Lijie's tone was tinged with worry, "Master Zhao came here before and said that he saw you that night, so he must be in a bad mood now... "

"I know." Lin Xinglang said to Wang Lijie, "Since I'm back, I'm already mentally prepared."

"Don't worry." Lin Xinglang patted Wang Lijie's shoulder lightly, then walked directly to where Jin Junyu was.

The rain at this moment seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, so that when Lin Xinglang saw the person standing by the window with his face blurred by the water vapor, he suddenly had a feeling as if he had passed away.

Jin Junyu looked into the distance for a while, then turned his eyes slightly, only a few steps away, the person in the rain came into his sight.

The sound of the rain was crackling non-stop, and Jin Junyu said a word, but the words in the words were completely covered by the sound of the rain, making it hard to hear clearly.

Lin Xinglang didn't need to think too much, he could understand that Jin Junyu was asking him: Xinglang, are you back?

Walking to the door, Lin Xinglang put the umbrella in his hand aside, and then stepped into the room.

Jin Junyu was still looking at the rain scene outside the window, while Lin Xinglang stood quietly aside, as if he was afraid of disturbing him.

"Xinglang, are you back?" Jin Junyu turned around, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of bright eyes were looking at the person standing not far from him.

"Master, what happened that night..." Although Jin Junyu didn't show any angry expression, Lin Xinglang still knew that what he did was wrong, "I..."

"Xinglang, you don't need to explain to me." Jin Junyu didn't seem to be particularly concerned about what happened that day, "Didn't you ask me that night, believe it or not?"

"Of course I..." Jin Junyu smiled, "I believe in you."

"I heard that Zhao Zhexin beat you a few days ago..." Jin Junyu walked up to Lin Xinglang, looked at the scars on his face that hadn't completely healed, stretched out his hand to gently stroke, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Lin Xinglang lowered his eyes, echoing Jin Junyu's words.

"It doesn't hurt." Jin Junyu suddenly withdrew his hand, but his tone suddenly became much colder, "Kneel down."

"Master, I..." Lin Xinglang wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

"Xinglang, you should know..." There was no warmth in Jin Junyu's tone at the moment, "I don't like to say it a second time."

Lin Xinglang didn't speak again, there was a "plop", the sound of his knees hitting the floor, which should be matched with the overly quiet atmosphere at this time, as if a heavy object crushed his back.

"Now I'm here to ask you, you just need to answer my question." Jin Junyu said to Lin Xinglang, but there was no emotion in his tone.

"Master, you ask." Lin Xinglang looked down at the floor, not daring to look up at Jin Junyu's expression.

He was afraid that he would disappoint him, but he had already made a desperate decision, and there was no other way to turn back.

"That night, do you know what I planned to do to Ruan Jingran?" Jin Junyu began to ask Lin Xinglang, but there was no outward emotion revealed in his words.

"I know." Lin Xinglang replied to Jin Junyu's words.

"It was you who brought Zhao Zhexin to the room where Ruan Jingran was?" Jin Junyu then asked Lin Xinglang, without any disturbance in his tone.

"Yes." Lin Xinglang replied in the affirmative.

"You taught that little bastard what he did?" Jin Junyu continued to ask Lin Xinglang, speaking in a calm manner.

"Yes." Lin Xinglang still gave an affirmative answer.

"But, master, I did it for..."

"Xinglang, don't explain." Jin Junyu interrupted Lin Xinglang, "You should understand, I only care about the result."

"I remember I asked you a few days ago, have you met Zhao Zhexin?" Jin Junyu asked Lin Xinglang, "How did you answer back then?"

"I said..." Lin Xinglang truthfully replied to Jin Junyu's words, "I haven't seen it before."

"Now tell me what the result is." Jin Junyu said to Lin Xinglang calmly.

"I lied to you." Lin Xinglang made a conclusion based on his actions.

"Very good." A smile appeared on Jin Junyu's face, "Xinglang, you are very honest now."

"Do you remember what I said to you a few days ago?" Jin Junyu turned and walked away, and after a while, he came back with something in his hand.

"Remember." Lin Xinglang turned back to Jin Junyu, "Please tell me not to forget my identity."

"I have a good memory." Jin Junyu put a few photos in his hand in front of Lin Xinglang's eyes, "Come on, explain to me now..."

"I asked you to go to Ruan's house and stare at Ruan Jingran. How did you stare at him so closely?"

Lin Xinglang frowned and looked at the ambiguous behavior of him and Ruan Jingran in the photo, he suddenly raised his head to look at Jin Junyu, with some panic and fear in his eyes, "Master, I have nothing to do with Master Ruan!"

"It's okay?" Jin Junyu asked Lin Xinglang casually, "Could it be that you want to tell me that these photos are fake?"

"It's just..." Lin Xinglang was thinking about how to speak, "It's just that Young Master Ruan has something to tell me, so he..."

"Oh..." Jin Junyu's tone was elongated, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It must be because it is too far away to hear clearly, so you have to lie next to your ear to communicate, right?"

"No." Lin Xinglang didn't know what to say.

"What's the reason?" Jin Junyu looked at Lin Xinglang with a smile, with a patient look on his face, "Xinglang, tell me."

"It's because Young Master Ruan has something to tell me." Lin Xinglang replied to Jin Junyu.

"Is there something to explain?" Jin Junyu's smile continued, "Is there something special that needs to be explained so closely?"

"Or..." Jin Junyu then asked Lin Xinglang, "There is a third person present, so you want to do this?"

"No." Lin Xinglang answered negatively, "There is no third person present, and there is nothing special."

"So..." Jin Junyu seemed to have realized something, "So, Xinglang..."

"Are you telling me that you have an unusual relationship with Ruan Jingran?" Jin Junyu then asked Lin Xinglang.

"No." Lin Xinglang still answered negatively in his words.

"What is that?" Jin Junyu asked Lin Xinglang with a smile, "Am I causing trouble for no reason?"

"No..." Lin Xinglang always focused on Jin Junyu, "It's my fault."

"Xinglang..." Jin Junyu stroked Lin Xinglang's eyebrows and asked him softly, "I'm not happy now, what should I do?"

"Punish me." Lin Xinglang had already thrown away his helmet and armor at Jin Junyu's place.

"But I can't bear it..." Jin Junyu looked at Lin Xinglang's handsome face, and met his eyes, "I haven't hit you before, have I?"

"Yes." Lin Xinglang replied to Jin Junyu's words.

"Then..." A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Jin Junyu's mouth, "Let's make an exception."

Lin Xinglang didn't say much to justify himself.

Jin Junyu walked to one side, took a thin whip from the shelf beside him, and then returned to Lin Xinglang.

"Xinglang, you have been here for 20 years..." Jin Junyu asked Lin Xinglang, "Am I right?"

"Yes." Lin Xinglang responded to Jin Junyu's words.

"Then twenty lashes..." Jin Junyu looked outside at the still raining scene, and his voice seemed a little distant.

As he spoke, he raised the whip in his hand, and hit Lin Xinglang's back relentlessly, one after another without stopping.

The outer layer of clothes was quickly torn apart, blood gradually stained the clothes and whips, and as the number of whips increased, the traces became thicker and thicker.

But the person who was enduring all this tried his best to straighten his back, his mouth was tightly closed, and he didn't let out a cry of pain.

When the No.15 whip fell, Lin Xinglang's complexion was already pale, and cold sweat unknowingly adhered to his forehead.

Jin Junyu still didn't stop. When the No. 18 whip fell, he looked at the blood-soaked flesh and the person who had kept silent all the time. There seemed to be a flash of sadness in his eyes, and he didn't continue in the end.

"Young master, there are still two whips." Lin Xinglang endured the pain in his back and said to Jin Junyu as the coming whip did not fall.

"Stop beating..." Jin Junyu put the whip aside, as if he had no interest in continuing, "Xinglang, you shouldn't be here."

"When I remember you, I once asked you whether you want to stay or not." Jin Junyu's tone at the moment seemed very light, like dust floating in the air, making it difficult to grasp any traces that could be left behind , "Now that you are 20 years old and your wings are stiff, you will lie to me..."