"Spare you? My father-in-law begged you like this back then, right? And you, did you spare him?"
"I... I just wanted to teach him a lesson. Who knew he was in such poor health? I swear I didn't do it on purpose. Really. Let me go, please. If you let me go, I'll definitely go to the old man's grave and kowtow to beg for forgiveness. I'll do whatever you say in the future, I won't cause any more trouble. I'm begging you." Li Fugui, a man over fifty, was so terrified that he wet himself, his voice full of tears.
"I'm asking you, back then I sent a letter to my home. What did you do with it?"
"Letter? When?" Li Fugui hesitated for a moment and said.
Lin Guozhi could obviously see his hesitation and squinted, saying, "Are you sure? I don't have time to waste words with you. Whether you say it or not, I can find out, but... if you find some attitude, and I'm in a good mood, maybe I can spare your life, otherwise..." As he said this, Lin Guozhi mercilessly cut off Li Fugui's nose.
