Dong—
The bell rang, resounding throughout the entire mansion.
Everyone in the City Lord Mansion was shocked, their eyes turning towards the ancient bell that tolled in the central pavilion.
This was no ordinary bell, but the Judgement Bell that only rang when a severe crime occurred within the family, necessitating a trial.
And the Judgement Bell had not sounded for decades.
The last time it had rung for a trial, the accused, it was rumored, had died as a result of the punishment.
Today, the Judgement Bell had rung again, and it was unknown who was so unlucky as to be facing the family's judgement.
In the luxurious courtyard with its red bricks and green tiles, Ye Ao, who was meditating cross-legged, lifted his eyes and gazed towards the Judgement Bell, suddenly feeling a foreboding sense.
Beside him, Xia Wei wore a worried expression, "Husband, why do I have a bad feeling about this? Could it be because of Chen'er?"
