"Yulan Mo, for going against the rule of the guild, your punishment is naturally, death. However, you are given the option to choose whether you would serve Ah Yue Fan for 5 years or have your head–"
"I choose to be a slave, I'll serve senior brother, Ah Yue Fan, I'll serve him!"
Yulan Mo's heart had plummeted and stopped pumping blood when he heard that he would be killed. But the second he heard the other option, his mouth miraculously responded before the whole words registered.
The last thing he wanted right now was to die before he seeks his revenge. He didn't want to die until his little brother grows old with a wife and children.
Ah Yue Fan was stunned. He abruptly looked at his master who had her eyes on her tea cup and wanted to explode with anger. 'She's doing it on purpose!' He yelled in his mind.
The other disciples in the hall chuckled softly when they saw his face like a child who didn't get what they wanted and was holding grudges.
