Long Xiliang pressed the call button on the coffee table. Very quickly, the bodyguards rushed in.
"Drag Miss Silu out and slap her face!" The Long Family's servants always followed the traditional rules of punishment.
"Seventh Master! It's impossible for there to be gravel in the taro pastry. Please investigate the truth!"
"The mistake you made—I'll let Grandmother know. If even your taro pastry can end up with gravel, you're forbidden from making food for her again."
Silu's defense was completely useless; the man had already passed his judgment. "After your punishment, leave Beijing and go to Rhode Island!"
A buzzing noise rang in Silu's mind.
She couldn't understand how the taro pastry she made could possibly have gone wrong. Not only had she been punished, but she was being banished from Beijing?!
"Seventh Master!" Silu pleaded desperately, but the bodyguards immediately acted, dragging her away.
