The Family Heads of the eight great clans were of varying ages, some as elderly as others were young like Qi Mo.
Though their ages differed, their status remained equal.
The other great families' heads wouldn't dare lay a finger on Tang Ke—dared this Miss Bai?
And to administer a hundred lashes?
No... it can't be possible, surely this is just a scare tactic, right?
"Crack—"
The horsewhip swiftly descended from the air, fiercely striking Tang Ke and making an exceedingly grating sound.
Duan Xingye swallowed nervously and, steeling himself, said, "1..."
Bai Chuwei's whip rose and fell, her eyes as cold as Arctic frost: "This lash is for your disregard of Tang Family's centuries-old stance, persecuting Liu Family!"
"This lash is for the time you audaciously trifled with your ancestor!"
Duan Xingye: "...2."
"This lash is for treating the ancestral Sky City like your personal residence!"
"..."
In the great hall, just a few types of sounds interwove—
