Location: Twin Leaf Sect - Disciplinary Hall, Sub-Basement Three (a.k.a. "The Room With One Chair and a Disapproving Aura")
Han Yu sat shackled to a stone chair. The shackles weren't actually locked—just very judgmental—but they clinked menacingly anytime he moved. Across from him sat Senior Servant Zhang, a man who once made a junior cry just by breathing too loud.
Elder Jiang or his disciple certainly wouldn't be the ones to deal with a small matter such as this so they had left it to this man.
Zhang leaned forward, resting his elbows on a table so polished it reflected all your guilt.
"You know why you're here," Zhang said.
"Because the sect finally realized I'm too powerful to be left unsupervised?" Han Yu offered.