Bai Jinzhi, her eyes bloodshot, gripped the long whip at her waist. Burning with fury, she wished she could whip these foolish troublemakers to death in front of the Duke's residence.
Seeing the crowd of onlookers surrounding the manor, Bai Jinxiu beside her felt an anxious thumping in her heart.
"Fourth Sister, don't!" Bai Jinxiu quickly grasped Bai Jinzhi's hand, preventing her from unleashing the whip. "These people are causing trouble at our Duke's residence. They might be plotting something. We can't act impulsively!"
"Your Bai family produced no coward! On the battlefield, you Bai family were always victorious. But your victories were bought with the lives of our common sons!" A woman cried out, "A general's success requires thousands of bones! With a command, our sons rushed to the blades! Your losses were never yours! How would you know our pain?! The Duke only seeks military achievements and a place in history, using our sons' lives for your glory!"
