Wang Ze's eyes popped open in shock.
Even the ever silent Ren Yupei who was standing silently by his side lifted his head in surprise.
Luo Fengli was too absorbed in his sadness to realize the two's wrong complexion. He kowtowed and banged his head over and over again on the ground until his skin broke and blood flowed out. "Please uphold the justice for my son! Because my father-in-law is the magistrate, no one dared to touch him. This subject can only bear the wind and sun to come here to seek Your Majesty and plead for your benevolence!"
Wang Ze flung his cup in fury, the porcelain glass instantly shattered to pieces, halting Luo Fengli's heartfelt confession. His face was awfully dark, and he snarled. "Say it again."
"P—Pardon?" Luo Fengli was flabbergasted by his sudden outburst.
"What did you say was the reason for your son's death in his tribulation? An…incomplete core?"
