The two children had already been beaten beyond recognition, their clothes torn to shreds, the corners of their mouths splitting with blood. Muniang's heart clenched painfully.
At this moment, however, Xiangcai wasn't seen in her described grand attire, but instead, that Master was seen holding a ruler, scolding them harshly, "To know your faults and be able to change is the greatest virtue. For such a crime you've committed, and yet you still stubbornly deny it. You can't even be honest; I have truly wasted my teaching on such ill-mannered children! Speak! Was it you who stole the things or not?"
Despite the wounds all over their bodies, Honghai and Hongde were stubborn, "No, Mother has taught us since we were little not to engage in thievery. We have never stolen anything our entire lives!"
"Still trying to argue!" the Master shouted sternly, and was about to strike with his ruler once again.
