At the top of the punishment hall, there sat a majestic and extraordinary middle-aged man, who looked quite similar to Song Junlei. He was Song Junlei's biological brother, Song Zhen's father, and the head of the Song family, Song Junwei.
At this moment, Song Junwei had a serious face, sitting condescendingly above him. Yingwei's face was gloomy, and his brows were furrowed as if he was thinking about something. On his left side sat Song Junlei, and on his right side sat some children of the Song family.
On both sides of the punishment hall stood servants, maids, cooks and other servants of the Song family. It can be said that all the people of the Song family, big and small, are here today.
The atmosphere was low and depressing, and the spacious punishment hall was crowded with people, but no one dared to say anything. Only the faintest whispers could be heard.
Song Fan was currently standing at the bottom of the punishment hall, his hands and feet tied up with leather bands, waiting for the master's treatment.
"Father, this is what happened. Song Fan was cruel and cruel, killing innocent people indiscriminately. That servant has followed me for many years and is loyal to the Song family. He has worked hard even if he has no merit. Please father punish Song Fan severely and don't let the servants of the Song family suffer.
It’s so chilling.”
Song Zhen said with tears in his eyes.
Song Zhen had already told the whole story just now. Of course, he concealed some of the facts and only said that Song Fan was causing trouble and suddenly killed his slaves.
"This bastard, you are actually distorting the facts!" Song Fan's eyes were filled with fire, but his hands and feet were tied tightly with leather bands, making him unable to move.
"Song Fan, can you plead guilty?"
After listening to Song Zhen's description, Song Junwei looked at Song Fan in the punishment hall and asked sternly.
"I..." Song Fan's face turned ugly.
This matter is not a trivial matter. Although the slave's status is low, he is still a servant of the Song family and a member of the Song family. If it is not handled properly, the servants of the Song family will be disappointed.
Therefore, once Song Fan admits his crime, his end may be extremely miserable.
"You evil beast, the evidence is conclusive, and you still haven't confessed!"
Song Junwei roared angrily and punched out from the air. Fierce energy surged out of his fist and struck Song Fan violently.
With just a bang, Song Fan was thrown away by this fierce force, and fell hard to the ground. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and even the cowhide bands that bound his hands and feet were shattered.
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Although the power of Song Junwei's punch was very strong, it did not kill Song Fan. There are state laws and family rules, and everything must be done according to the rules. Otherwise, with Song Junwei's true energy level, killing Song Fan with one punch would be like crushing him to death.
As simple as an ant.
Song Junwei glanced at Song Fan who was collapsed on the ground, and then asked Song Junlei beside him in a deep voice: "Jun Lei, according to the rules of the Song family, how should you deal with the murder of your own family members?"
"The body was quartered by five horses, executed in a languid state, put into a frying pan, skinned and cramped, and the eyes gouged out." Song Junlei replied with drooping eyelids.
"Okay, Song Fan, choose one yourself!" Song Junwei said coldly.
"Damn it, this Song Junwei is avenging his private revenge."
"The body was quartered by five horses, executed at a very late age, put in a frying pan, skinned, cramped, and eyes gouged out. These are the four major tortures in the Song family rules. Song Junwei actually wanted to use this method against me."
"If my father were still here, even if Song Junwei had a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to do this to me!"
When Song Fan heard Song Junwei's words, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood again, his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.
A large part of the reason why Song Junwei treated Song Fan like this was because of Song Fan's father, Song Tianxing.
Song Junwei and Song Tianxing are both martial arts geniuses. Song Tianxing is benevolent and generous, broad-minded, and helps the world. He never cares about anything with Song Junwei, and even gave up his position as the head of the family. Song Junwei is narrow-minded and jealous that Song Tianxing is more talented than himself.
His cultivation is higher than his own, and his reputation is louder than his own.
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Song Junwei and Song Tianxing were born at the same time, and they were overwhelmed by Song Tianxing everywhere. Over time, they naturally grew jealous. When Song Tianxing was around, he did not dare to behave in any way. As soon as Song Tianxing left Donglin County, he immediately showed his ugly face.
"Oh, if my father was still here, how dare Song Junwei bully me like this..." Song Fan smiled sadly and indignantly in his heart.
Recalling the hypocritical performances of brothers Song Junwei and Song Junlei when his father was still alive, Song Fan felt the urge to vomit.
At that time, even though Song Fan was tested to be innately deficient, even though he was a loser, Song Junwei and Song Junlei were still kind to him and pretended to be benevolent and righteous. Who would have thought that as soon as Song Tianxing left Donglin County, the two of them would fall out faster than reading a book.
"What did you say!"
Song Junwei's ears moved and he heard Song Fan whispering to himself. Yingwei's face was almost distorted, and he clenched his strong palms suddenly. His clothes were not windy, and he was about to take action again.
The more narrow-minded a person is, the less he wants to be exposed in person. The same is true for Song Junwei. Song Fan's words are equivalent to giving him a loud slap in the face.
"Master Song, although Song Fan killed someone, he was just a slave after all, and his crime will not lead to death."
Seeing that Song Junwei was getting angry and wanted to attack Song Fan again, a figure suddenly stood up at the front of the seat on the right side of the punishment hall and spoke.
"Huh?" Song Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice. Who would speak for him at this time?
Many people in the punishment hall looked forward. The head of the family was furious. Who would speak for Song Fan at this time?
"Song Cheng."
When many people saw the appearance of the speaker clearly, their faces showed a look of surprise, which was also a bit weird.
The young man who stood up had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a resolute face, a tall and strong body, much stronger than Song Fan. He was an elite disciple of the Song family, named Song Cheng.
The elite children of the Song family must at least reach the sixth level of strength training. In the family, the elite children have a very high status, second only to the family head and elders, because they are the future and hope of the Song family.
At this time, only the elites dared to come forward to intercede for Song Fan.
"Song Cheng...cousin." Song Fan looked at Song Cheng who was standing up, with some complicated meanings on his face.
Song Fan remembered that when he was young, his cousin Song Cheng had a very good relationship with him and was very close to him. However, it was only later that Song Cheng became addicted to martial arts practice and gradually became estranged from him.
Song Fan didn't expect that at this moment, the only person who could speak for him would be his childhood cousin Song Cheng. It was said that distance can tell a horse's power, and time can tell a person's heart. Song Fan now understood this truth.
“Does sin not lead to death?”
Song Junwei frowned. Song Cheng was not only an elite child, but also the best among the elite children. He suggested that Song Junwei should consider it even as the head of the family.
"Let's do this, Song Fan. Since Song Cheng pleads for you, I will forgive your death penalty and exile you to the mountains behind the Song family for a month. Whether you live or die depends on your fate."
Song Junwei pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice.
"The mountain behind the Song family?" Song Fan's face suddenly changed.
The back mountain of the Song family is a very dangerous place, where monsters are rampant and there are many dangers. Allowing yourself to enter the back mountain of the Song family is no different from sentencing yourself to death.
"However, before that, in order to prove that you have the ability to survive in the mountains behind the Song family for a month, you must first pass a test."
Song Junwei showed a sinister smile on his face and clapped his hands, "Come here, bring up the Black Flame Wolf I captured a few days ago."
Not long after Song Junwei finished speaking, the guards of the Song family pushed over a large iron cage, opened the iron cage, and a black wolf with shiny black fur, light white spots on his forehead, and green eyes crawled out.
"Black Flame Wolf." Song Fan's expression changed instantly when he saw the Black Flame Wolf crawling out of the iron cage.
The Black Flame Wolf is a wolf-shaped monster. Most of the adult Black Flame Wolf are second- and third-level monsters.
The aura he felt from this black flame wolf was a little stronger than his own. It was a third-level monster, which was equivalent to the strength of a third-level human practitioner. Especially the punishment hall was relatively small, so for
Monsters with rough skin and thick flesh are more advantageous. Song Fan was injured just now, so it would be even more difficult for him to face this black flame wolf.
Song Fan was filled with grief and anger. It seemed that Song Junwei still wanted to die without a burial place.
The Black Flame Wolf crawled out of the iron cage and was exposed to the public, feeling a little frightened. The third-level monster had developed intelligence, and it felt more and more frightened as it felt many auras around it that were stronger than itself.
But soon, the Black Flame Wolf identified his target and stared at Song Fan beside him with ferocious eyes.