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Lewis Horton hesitated as he was about to take Keira

back to the Freeman Sect, his face a mix of shock and uncertainty while he repeatedly furrowed his brow.

Eventually, he couldn’t help but blurt out, “Can we not

return to the Freeman Sect?”

Keira Olsen was startled. “Why?”

Lewis coughed. “I’ve heard that the Freeman Sect has strict rules, and they’ll surely punish you for this. I don’t want to see you suffer.”

Keira laughed upon hearing this.

There was a flicker of tenderness in her eyes, and she sighed. “But I must return. My master is like a father to me. I must obey him.”

Lewis clenched his jaw. “Alright then.”

With his gaze fixed ahead, his mind was consumed with thoughts of what he might do if the Sect Leader of the Freeman Sect decided to punish Keira. How could he save her from such a fate?

Tangled in these thoughts, they soon arrived at the

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Freeman Sect.

Lewis parked the car and followed closely behind

Keira.

Keira looked relaxed, as returning to the Freeman Sect felt like coming home to her. After entering the gate, she saw Brian and another man standing in the courtyard.

That man must be someone important since Brian was currently lodging a complaint, and the man was in

conversation with the Sect Leader.

The Sect Leader had his eyebrows tightly knit, and there were dark circles under his eyes. He tried his best to appear angry as he bellowed, “This is

outrageous! What a miscreant! When she gets back, I’ll break her legs!”

Upon hearing these words, both Brian and the other man were baffled; they exchanged glances and then looked at the Sect Leader. “There’s no need for that, but can you discipline her properly so she doesn’t act so arrogantly!”

The martial strength of the Freeman Sect was undoubtedly the biggest assurance for their Special

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The presence of the senior sister was like an anchor, keeping everything steady.

The Sect Leader was getting old, and in the future, if the Special Division wished to lean on the martial strength of the Freeman Sect, it would undoubtedly have to rely on the senior sister.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

That day at the Special Division, King, the Boxing Champion, effortlessly defeated all of them, but the senior sister only used one move to defeat King!

Although Brian knew that the move was merely a contest where King and the senior sister had exerted their greatest strength, the martial arts prowess of the senior sister was apparent.

Break her leg?

The Special Division might as well shoot itself in the

foot.

Yet, the Sect Leader furrowed his brow, “As you know, my disciple was hard to come by. I traveled the world before I found such a disciple with exceptional

qualities. It’s a pity she comes from a poor background

and grew up in the countryside knowing no manners.

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But what can I do when she’s so talented? I took her in, so I have to spoil her a bit. That’s how she became so unruly. Now that you’ve come to me with a

complaint, I must properly discipline her! I can’t keep spoiling her like this!”

The Sect Leader’s face darkened as he looked to the side, “Bring out our punishment tools!”

James Olsen’s master, the Sect Leader’s junior brother, had long come to understand the quirks of his senior brother. He rolled his eyes and pretended to retrieve

the tools.

He walked very slowly, not at all eager to bring it out.

After all, they wouldn’t use it. If he took them out, he would have to put them back again. It would be a waste of energy, right?

But why were those two from the Special Division so

slow to react? He was almost at the box with the

punishment tools, and they still hadn’t told him to

stop!

James Olsen’s master couldn’t help but slowly reach out his hand, then turned his head to look at Brian and

the other man, “Senior Brother, be careful. If we use

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that tool, your disciple’s foundation will be ruined!

“Our punishment method is very tough. One strike and little Keera would probably be knocked down. If she gets hit and decides to walk away in protest, the Freeman Sect would lose its successor!”

Brian was dumbfounded,

His mouth twitched as he realized that the two in front of him were putting on an act, so he couldn’t help but say, “Let’s forget about the physical punishment. I just think the senior sister’s temper needs to be controlled. She’s running the Special Division as a dictatorship, and that’s too arrogant!”

The Sect Leader promptly said, “Exactly, she’s too arrogant! She must be punished! You said I shouldn’t break her legs, right?”

Brian nodded.

“How about breaking her arms then?”

Brian said, “…that’s even worse.”

“Our punishment tools aren’t allowed either, so how should we punish her?”

The Sect Leader sighed deeply. “Forget it. Let her do

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the horse stance for two hours as punishment.”

Brian was speechless.

Did that count as punishment?

All the martial disciples of the Freeman Sect must hold the horse stance for four hours every day, and the Sect Leader decided to punish the senior sister with only two hours of horse stance.

Was that a punishment or a reward?!

Brian’s mouth twitched.

The Sect Leader immediately said, “What’s wrong? Not happy? Then, shall we go back to breaking her legs?”

Brian was shocked.

It was his first encounter with the Freeman Sect’s

shameless tactics, and he was at a loss for words. He looked at the Sect Leader and then took a deep breath. “Let’s go with the horse stance then.”

At least it counted as a punishment when said out loud.

The Sect Leader immediately nodded, then turned to Keira, who had walked in, “You miscreant! Do the

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horse stance now!”

Brian turned his head, and the moment he saw Keira, he frowned.

He thought everything was settled at this point.

But to his complete surprise, Keira objected, “Master, what have I done wrong? Why are you punishing me? I won’t accept it! Perhaps you should just expel me from

the sect!”