The man with the croaky voice and the man with a hooked nose cried for their mother and father after being beaten up. They shouted, "Just you wait! None of you will live!"
Yun Chujiu went back to the kitchen and took a kitchen knife. Then, she jumped behind the crowd and shouted, "You're still so stubborn! Continue to beat them up! When you beg for mercy and admit your mistake, only then will they stop!"
Finally, the two of them could not hold on anymore. "Stop! Great Aunt, we were wrong! Quickly make them stop!"
Yun Chujiu curled her lips. "Restrain them, I want them to draw their names!"
The crowd surrounded the two of them in the middle. Their hands and feet were tied with ropes. Even if they wanted to run, they could not.
