Lu Xiuwen had to receive his punishment right there and then.
Two disciples walked into the hall, each holding a Rod of Discipline that was two meters long and ten fingers wide. Lu Xiuwen was pressed down on the floor, and the two rods hit his bottom unsparingly!
Suddenly, a loud clack was heard!
The Disciplinary Hall was dead silent. Everyone widened their eyes and stared as the Rod of Discipline landed. Lu Xiuwen's good-looking face paled from the pain, and cold sweat ran down his face.
Su Wan, who was standing aside, was so shocked by the sound of flesh being torn that she turned pale. She tugged onto the ends of her clothes nervously.
