The Chief Eunuch stood under a tree, not speaking, merely fiddling with a jade pendant.
Wang Mingfu's group did not dare to whisper to each other, keeping their heads lowered, silently waiting. The dozen or so injured individuals didn't dare make any noise either, even if they were in such pain that they felt like dying, they were grimly enduring it.
The Chief Eunuch had already dispatched guards into the meat grove to inspect the condition of the game. If it deemed the loss significant, it would punish everyone.
After ten minutes, the guards returned and reported to the Chief Eunuch. Upon hearing their report, a smile finally appeared on its deadpan face.
"Not bad, you all have put in effort!"
The Chief Eunuch rewarded them: "Go to the official residence, and I'll grant you a bowl of dog food to eat!"
Everyone immediately burst into tears of joy.
"Does this mean we've passed?"
Zhao Tong covered her mouth with her left hand, crying softly.
"We've finally endured it!"
