Xie Pinghuai felt helpless.
He had been hanging on the tree for a day. His body was so stiff, it was uncomfortable.
At that moment, his eldest brother held a whip in his hand. He looked like he would whip him anytime. It was just too upsetting!
Xie Pinghuai's voice was a little husky as he said while biting the bullet, "Eldest Brother, I've told you many times that I didn't lose it! Someone stole it!"
Pei Wanyue buried her neck in fear. "Eldest Brother, it's just a piece of jade… How can you do this to our brother—"
"Did Sister Pei see the jade Eldest Sister gave Pinghuai?" Xie Pinggang's voice was scary.
Ms. Lu felt weak in her knees.
She was terrified, especially when she saw Xie Pinggang holding the whip. She recalled that a servant had betrayed Xie Pinggang a few years ago, and he had beaten him to death. At that time, Xie Pinggang had been at the age of 17 when he had killed that person.
