Looking at Lin Shaomin's eyes full of contempt and contempt: "An unmarried woman went out to practice for a while and was stained with the aura of at least three different men. I, Mulege, don't want such a ignorant woman to serve."

Yashuang's voice is neither light nor heavy.

But people in the magic circle could hear it clearly.

In an instant, everyone's eyes looked at this side.

Especially those male cultivators and deacons of Mule Pavilion, they showed a vulgar smile while pointing at Lin Shaomin.

There was also a vague sound of joking and gossiping.

"...The daughter of the Lin family looks quite innocent, how could it be..."

"Haha, that's what the Saint Aunt Yashuang said. What she is best at is observing people and being upright. Would she be wronged?"

Lin Shaomin only felt the blood in his body rushing to his brain, and his whole face turned red.

Her lips were trembling, as if she wanted to defend something, but before the words could be reached, tears had fallen into her eyes.

Lin’s father and mother were just full of respect and pleasing expressions suddenly froze.

Lin's mother trembled and said, "Saint Aunt, how could you say that, I...my daughter is not...no..."

"I...I don't allow you to say that to my sister...Ahehehe..." Lin Shaocong, who was lying on the stretcher, jumped up.

The originally pale face flushed, and the anger in his eyes was obvious.

However, he was too weak. As soon as he got angry, his condition worsened immediately and he was so coughing that he couldn't even say anything.

"I...I don't want...Ahem...Ahem......"

"I'm sorry, it's my fault!" Lin Shaomin grabbed it and wanted to talk to Lin Shaocong and Lin's father and mother, and knelt down in front of Yashuang with a thud: "Saint Aunt, it's me... I don't know how to check it out, and I've shamed the tribe and Mulege. Please don't bother with me... with a lowly person like me. Please save my brother's life!"

Lin Shaomin pressed her head tightly against the cold bluestone floor, and tears fell down, soaking her skirt and clothes.

But her voice was very steady and could not even sound hoarse.

Because she knew that compared to her younger brother being able to heal, what was the humiliation she suffered?

Lin Shaocong's eyes were red in anger.

Lin's mother also rushed into Lin's father's arms, tears streaming, but she didn't even dare to cry out.

Seeing Lin Shaomin's humble appearance, Yashuang heard everyone beside her pointing at the little girl, and a disdainful smile appeared on her face: "Okay, get up. I didn't say I won't treat your brother. Don't pretend to be wronged..."

"Our unmarried female cultivators in the North Land have always been pure and polite, abiding by the morals of women, and not allowing you to contact the outside world. They are also afraid that you will be infected with the bad habits outside. Now you have lost your innocence and have no qualifications to worship in front of the shrine again. Your Lin family will be shamed because of you and will never be able to raise your head."

"I expose you in public because I hope that from now on, the female cultivators in the tribe will take it as a warning and will not follow your footsteps. Why, do you still feel unwilling to accept it?"

Lin Shaomin listened to Yashuang's aggressive humiliating words, but grabbed his brother's trembling hand tightly, looked up and showed a humble smile at Yashuang: "What the Saint Aunt taught is that Shaomin suffered from his own actions and shamed the family. The Saint Aunt taught Shaomin a lesson, which is a blessing for Shaomin, and he would never dare to be dissatisfied with it."
Chapter completed!