The lord of the government office was dressed in official clothes, wearing an official hat. He sat high in the hall. He repeatedly raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.
Restless and glancing anxiously at the man standing with his hands behind his back in the middle of the hall.
Compared to his unease, Cui Yun was calm to the extreme.
Below the hall, Lady Dong, usually high and mighty, was now more terrified than anyone when truly facing the court. She, being Mr. Dong's close companion, knew best how many lives the Dong Family had taken.
If truly convicted…
At this moment, she was kneeling on the ground, the hard surface seeming to exude a chill that penetrated from her knees to her entire body. Lady Dong trembled, helplessly clutching the sleeve of Mr. Dong beside her.
The many servants of the Dong Residence were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe heavily, huddling together, trembling with fear.
