«To Tame The Untamed»

一百二十六✔️

TW: blood

"It was you, wasn't it?" A deep voice whispered near his ears in a dangerous tone pressing it's sharp blade against his neck. Jin guangshan tried to back away by pushing the man away just to be punched fait and square on his nose by none other than Jiang Wǎnyín.

He was forcefully turned around and made to look up at his captor, the bloodied face looked up at a very enraged lan Wangji who was on the verge of killing him with his blade.

"Jin zixuan! Is this how you let other people treat your father!?" Jin guangshan spat in a surprised tone when he looked at his son watching him with disgust evident in his eyes. Unbeknownst Jin guangshan had just fallen even deeper into the trap when he realised that all his trust worthy aides had been present near by too.

"You are hereby by no longer the jin sect leader, you are hereby by relieved of all your duties as my father" Jin zixuan spat with an enraged tone after the realisation of all his father's wrong deeds dawned Upon him.

"You shouldn't have dared to come here today, let alone think of touching him" lan xichen spoke with a dismal look on his face as the said man was pushed down on the ground beaten up by zidian tearing his clothes apart bleeding from the back of his robes.

"Aaack~!" Jin guangshan spat out some blood from his mouth and looked up at lan wangji who had stabbed his legs with bichen with such brutal pace that he felt his legs tear apart from its limbs.

"I-it W-was my m-mistake! P-please f-forgive m-me!" He stuttered nervously when he realised tgt nobody was going to come for his rescue this time, not even his own son who had seceded him from his own sect.

"He begged, even though he never does" lan zhan whispered darkly and bent down to Jin guangshan's height to take a look at his quivering face. He remembered wei ying's face after he had just woken up from his temporary coma, tears filled up his eyes when he told lan Zhan what happened that day and how much he had begged his captor to let him go.

"You had the audacity to be back to get what does not belong to you" lan Zhan spat digging the blade even further into his leg drawing more blood and a shriek from the man.

"Silence, of my brother hears you won't have your tongue left" jiang cheng threatened pointing his blade right at his throat. "l-lets m-make p-peace" He stuttered staring at his son gleefully hoping for some mercy.

"No" lan xichen replied back in the coldest tone and looked away from him. Jin zixuan on the other hand stared at his father with a disgusted gaze and thinking how he should have just killed the man the day after the siege of burial mounds.

"You don't deserve to live" He murmured under his breath and ran his hands through his hair clearly frustrated and out of his mind. Trusting his father was probably one of the worst things he had ever done.

"Son, please!" He begged his son to free him, just to receive a hate filled look by him.

"Beg as much as you can." Lan Zhan snapped pulling his blade back stabbing him on his other leg with a much harsher thrust, he slammed his head against the wall making him groan in pain.

"Nobody will come for you this time" Jin zixuan spoke and walked away from them not wanting to look at the already half dead man.

"Tsk~ you dirtied the floor" Jiang cheng spoke looking down at the pool of blood and stepped on his wounded leg Making him scream in agony.

Looking at the very hand which touched wei ying and put his life in danger, if only it wasn't because of his children, wei Ying would have actually died that day. Raising bichen a little up lan Zhan wasted not time and thrusted it forward cutting the man's hands off separating it from its sockets.