Monarch Night

Zheng Yunqi shouted loudly: "Do you want to take it off yourself or do you want the brothers to help you?"

"We'll take it off ourselves!"

The eighteen stripped quickly and started taking off their clothes. Are you kidding? Letting those bastards strip us, is that taking it off? That's tearing off!

No prompting needed.

Eighteen naked pigs appeared in front of everyone.

Each of them was only wearing a pair of tight shorts.

Thirty-six hairy legs were exposed.

Everyone burst into laughter, and whistles filled the air one after another.

Because, unexpectedly, Tian Wanqing was wearing a ridiculously racy bright red pair of underwear.

Amidst a group of black briefed naked pigs, it was absolutely dazzling, extraordinarily conspicuous.

Facing all the ridicule, Tian Wanqing's face turned red as a beet: "This... I had a birthday this month..."

Nobody cared whether it was his birthday or not; what mattered was those red underpants.

"Execution team, get into position!"

Zhao Wushang shouted aloud.

Eighteen strong men stepped forward, each with a malicious expression on their face.

"Bind!"

Swish swish swish...

And their hands were tied.

Ropes dangled down from the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

"Hoist!"

Zhao Wushang sang loudly.

The eighteen used their strength and hoisted Tian Wanqing and others naked into the air.

Each exposed their armpit with two big brushes.

Among them, some had such abundant hair that it ran from their beards to chest hair, armpit hair, belly... cough, blocked by the underpants in the middle, and further down, their legs were hairy like gorillas.

It was astonishing.

"Begin the execution! First to receive punishment, Jiang Bin! First executioner, Zhao Wubai!"

Zhao Wubai came out with a whip, grinning fiercely.

Jiang Bin pleaded bitterly: "Wubai, good brother... please don't whip off my underpants..."

Zhao Wubai's eyes lit up instantly: "Thanks for the reminder!"

Jiang Bin wailed: "Zhao Wubai, if you whip off my underpants, we're sworn enemies..."

Smack!

Zhao Wubai lashed right at the underpants: "Quit your whining!"

Smack smack smack...

Jiang Bin was quickly whipped to bits, revealing a body... cough, completely covered in hair.

"Oh my!"

"Ptooey ptooey ptooey..."

"So disgusting..."

All the girls quickly covered their eyes, their faces flushed, stomping their feet.

Who knows if they peeked through their fingers.

They went on whipping one after the other, and those who were done wouldn't be let down; they were kept hanging there until everyone was finished being whipped.

Below, five to six hundred people were as if it were New Year, ecstatic to the extreme, with weird shouts echoing continuously.

The cheers were endless.

"It fell off, it's about to fall off... hahaha, give it some effort!"

"Damn Zhao Wubai, focus your whip in the middle! It's just a tiny bit more..."

"If you can't do it, come down and let me whip!"

"Hahaha, half the worm is out..."

"A bit of toothpick is showing..."

"I seem to see two cloves of garlic..."

"What, you thinking of chewing on them?"

"...Hahaha..."

Starlight Master's Chief arrived and looked at this scene in bewilderment.

Holy crap.

Isn't this supposed to be a punishment? But damn, whether being whipped or watching, everyone is laughing and shouting, like it's the New Year!

The whip swooshed and smacked, the people hanging screamed, the onlookers laughed...

How could this not be lively?

Tian Wanqing was left hanging last, his bright red underpants suspended in the air like a red lantern.

Without yet starting on the whipping, during the wait, his buttocks were already pelted with over a thousand little stones.

Hanging in the air with tied hands, he cursed loudly: "Just you wait! Lord Tian makes only one appearance, wait till you try it next time..."

The more he threatened, the more stones flew his way.

Some mischievous guys even bet on aim, seeing who could get it in. Hitting a bullseye with one shot.

Tian Wanqing was both angry and helpless, suddenly had a bright idea, exerted his strength, and clamped a stone with his buttock muscles.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

That should do it, I've blocked it myself.

Let's see how you can get it in now.

The guys below got even more lively: "Just hit the one he clamped..."

"Just make sure not to shatter it."

"Even if it breaks, keep hitting one in, he's sure to clamp again..."

"..."

The execution finally concluded.

The eighteen were let down and hurriedly covered themselves with their hands and dashed to put on clothes.

The laughter almost busted the Escort Agency apart.

"Ooh ooh ooh oh..."

Zheng Yunqi was also laughing heartily.

He turned his head, only to find the Chief standing behind with a face full of black lines.

Suddenly startled: "Chief!"

Everyone was taken aback, turning to salute in unison: "The Chief is here!"

Starlight Master's expression was twisted, looking at the eighteen willow trees: "Who invented this?"

Zheng Yunqi was stunned: "...Wasn't it you, Chief... who invented it?"

Starlight Master paused momentarily: "This liveliness was beyond my expectations..."

"Indeed, it works really well."

Zheng Yunqi praised: "Ever since the Chief invented this punishment measure, everyone's cultivation has visibly shot up."

"..."

Starlight Master coughed, really at a loss for words.

A few girls, faces blushing, greeted the Leader, then quickly slipped away... Oh, as girls, coming to watch men get punished naked...

Cough!

It's indecent...

"Alright, some of you Vice Chiefs and a few captains, let's have a meeting later."

Starlight Master couldn't bear to look, just waved his hand and returned to the hall.

Punishment turned into a performance.

Doomsday became a festival.

This is just unprecedented. No wonder he's a little demon, playing in such an extravagant way. And the key is, anything can be played with.

Starlight Master couldn't help but ponder: What if this kind of measure was implemented by Mr. Fang in the Guardian Hall?