"When your entire family forged evidence, intending to put Fu Ming's family to death, why didn't you think of showing mercy and sparing their lives? And now, do you have the face to beg me to spare yours?"
If these matters were really pinned on Fu Ming's father, even if not dead, Fu Ming would never be able to raise his head in the Daqing Kingdom again.
"Guards!"
He shouted towards the outside, and immediately two secret guards came in.
"Master, what are your orders?"
"Detain all these people, interrogate them about their deeds, and then, execute them without mercy!" Qian Jiyun flung Lord Fu aside, letting him fall to the ground.
"Two days. Get it done."
"Yes, Master."
The secret guards responded, one watching over the Fu family, while the other went to call for more people.
This Fu family is indeed disgraceful, willing to harm their benefactor's family for their own survival, and if not for the Master's arrival, they would feel no guilt, thinking it all natural.
