The sound of wailing quickly echoed.
Not having cried out much, the mouth was already gagged.
But the sound of the rods hitting flesh, shattering bones, made everyone present feel horrified.
Some citizens, timid as they were, immediately fell to the ground trembling all over.
Bai Xilie looked at Wang Yi, who was kneeling nearby, drenched in cold sweat.
"Wang Yi, have you thought it through? Tell me, who were your accomplices, and whose idea was it to lead this imposter princess into the Court?"
Wang Yi knelt on the ground: "Your humble servant..."
Tears as large as beans slid off the tip of his nose, his eyes filled with fear.
Bai Xilie saw him hesitating, not answering, and let out a cold laugh.
"It seems you also want to be beaten first, then tell the truth like them?"
Historian Wang stomped his foot nearby: "Just speak up! Tell everything you know; your stuttering is making us impatient!"
