In the hall of justice, only Chu Ping remained with two squads of Xiu Luo Envoys, ready to handle the remains of Wei Zian.
Master Wei stood pale-faced at the door, neither leaving nor speaking.
Chu Ping glanced sideways at him, a cold snort in his heart.
This ruthless old fellow, still pretending to be torn!
Chu Ping waved an arm, speaking in a voice loud enough for Master Wei to hear: "The Marquis has ordered that such villainous criminals be wrapped in a grass mat and sack and thrown to the burial mound."
The Xiu Luo Envoys immediately carried out the orders.
Master Wei could finally no longer restrain himself, stepping forward to say: "Please wait, Chu Doushi!"
Chu Ping turned back, as if only just noticing Master Wei.
"Ah, Master Wei is still here, the case is already closed. Why haven't you gone back yet?"
Master Wei detected the sarcasm in Chu Ping's words.
