Chapter 11: Sadistic Tendencies.
The door to the hall opened wide and two disciples walked in,one carrying a food box. It would look like the food box was holding some fancy food but Changsun Yue knew clearly what it was- a bowl of bland soup and two to three steamed buns. Eating such kind of food was part of his punishment. For the past one and a half weeks,his menu had only changed if not twice it was thrice but still the food was tasteless. He couldn't tell whether whoever was cooking did it on purpose or they had assigned the worst cook among the disciples to do it.
After delivering the food,the two disciples walked out without saying a word. They were not allowed to talk to him as a way to torture him but Changsun Yue didn't seem to bother to talk to them and the food never touched his tongue even once. He already bought some from the market last night. Something worth eating.
Changsun Yue opened the window slightly and took a peek at the outside. The disciples were walking around in pairs,trios and groups probably heading to the training grounds for practice. The hall had only two windows so he shifted to the other one which was slightly higher on the wall.
Getting an old stool,he stood on it and he was able to look outside directly at the training grounds where the disciples were gathered for training under the guidance of Baili Ming and Gong Ke. He watched them with a bored expression before an idea struck his mind,and his dark eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, letting a smirk paint his handsome face. He spotted a pair of junior disciples who he knew were very close. It wasn't just any random pair,these two boys always disrespected him because they hated his guts. He never minded their senseless tantrums but now he thought of getting his revenge.
The sect was too calm and boring . He needed to stir some trouble to please his eyes. The last time he stirred a fight from behind the scenes was half a year ago. He pulled some strings and two disciples ended up fighting over a girl. No one found out he was behind it and recalling the thrill he felt that time,he felt the exact adrenaline rush kind of feeling in his veins. Changsun Yue wasn't one to thrive on poetic sessions, instrument playing and other soft hobbies for his own excitement. He thrived on dangerous fights, manipulation and even gambling to spice up his emotions .
He carefully watched their sword movements and found the right opportunity. Using his inner qi from a distance,he tampered with one of the boy's sword slightly tearing the other's sleeve. As expected the victim turned around to face his assaulter glaring at him even if they were friends.
"What did you just do?" the victim growled angrily.
"I'm sorry it was an accident,"the assaulter bowed apologetically lowering his voice to pacify his friend.
"Whatever. Just be careful with your movements,"he rolled his eyes and resumed their practice.
Changsun Yue smirked seeing how the assaulter boy was trying his best to be careful. He let a few minutes pass before tampering with another strike and this time the sword cut the other's sleeve completely,the blade grazing against his skin.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?"The injured boy hissed in pain grabbing his arm where he had been injured,"Are you doing it on purpose you motherfucker?"He growled in fury and attacked his friend without giving him a chance to explain himself. A fight broke out, disrupting the training session. Baili Ming had to intervene to separate the two friends who had turned against each other- one wanting to avenge himself and the other trying his best to defend himself,to escape his friend's wrath and aggressive movements.
"What is going on here?"Baili Ming inquired shifting his gaze between the two.
"He started it. He ripped my robes for the first time and he did it for the second time. It was intentional,"the first boy accused.
"I swear it wasn't intentional. We're friends why would I attack you?"the second boy argued in his defense.
"You..."
"Whether it was intentional or not both of you you are wrong,"Baili Ming declared cutting off their argument,"You'll have your wounds treated and both of you will go to Disciplinary Hall to reflect for three days."
"What?!"
"Shi Xiong,you can't do that,"the boys whined hoping to change his mind but Baili Ming remained firm about his decision. The boys feeling dejected , walked away throwing tantrums at each other, blaming each other.
Changsun Yue's lips curved into a satisfied smile as he watched the dram unfold.
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The two boys who had fought earlier;Situ Heng - the victim and Ma Chen - the assaulter were thrown into the Disciplinary Hall along with not so decent bedding. What was even more exciting,they were weeping silently, imagining the suffering they would go through for the three days they would spend there. At most they were fourteen years,with little experience in how the world works,the hardships in it and everything else.
They threw their mattresses on the floor and continued sobbing hard. But their sniffling sounds subsided when they heard a laughter -a mocking laughter. Since they entered the hall,their eyes were clouded with tears that they didn't notice Changsun Yue in the room.
"Damn you arrogant bastard!"Situ Heng yelled glaring at him while clenching fists.
"Do you want me to wipe your tears with my expensive sleeve?"Changsun Yue asked teasingly flaunting the broad sleeve of his expensive robes.
"You piece of shit!"Situ Heng yelled getting up to attack him.
"Have you seen a piece of shit this handsome? "Changsun Yue bragged infuriating the boy more.
"Heng stop it! He's provoking you to attack him and if Baili Shi Xiong finds out he'll extend our detention days,"Ma Chen warned him.
"So what if he extends our detention? I'll do everything to teach this bastard a lesson!"he declared gritting his teeth angrily and jumped on Changsun Yue.
Thinking he would be able to press Changsun Yue to the mattress wasn't something he could achieve so easily. Changsun Yue was alert and flexible. He just let the boy think he would trap him but the boy landed on the thin mattress, feeling the impact of the hard floor on his poor ass. He held his butt rubbing it to soothe it when Changsun Yue hovered over him and grabbed his arm where the boy had been injured and squeezed the flesh. Situ Heng let out an anguished cry followed by whimpers, feeling the pain seething into his body.
"Let go! You bastard!"he tried to wriggle his arm out of the older's grasp but the more he struggled the more his arm was squeezed.
"You brainless motherfucker let go of my arm! I will kill you!"Situ Heng yelled.
"Kill me? You can't even wield a sword properly and you say you want to kill me?"Changsun Yue snickered.
The more the boy struggled to free himself,the more he inflicted the pain on his arm satisfying his sadistic tendencies,his lips curving into a wide grin. Situ Heng yelled,cried and even spit on Changsun Yue but the guy didn't budge at all neither did he loosen his grip. Situ Heng finally gave up and started pleading and begging to be released. All this while Ma Chen had tried to plead on behalf of his stubborn friend but his pleas fell on deaf ears.
"Yue Shi Xiong I will do anything you ask just let go of my arm please,"Situ Heng begged,tears streaming down his face. His voice was low and hoarse sounding vulnerable but Changsun Yue didn't display any sympathy on his cold face. The boy wasn't even sure the older knew what sympathy was.