"I had to finish the flogging, even with a verbal summons to the palace. Mr. Li watched the entire time. Prime Minister Gao passed out after more than thirty lashes, but it's fine. The flogging didn't stop. He's now lying in the main hall of the Prime Minister's residence, and I've no idea if he's dead or alive."
"You... you've caused a catastrophe! Don't you know that every single thing you've done today is enough to cost you your head?" Sang Zhi panicked.
"It's fine, it's fine. Today's lesson in survival is how to thrive in a tight spot and turn the tables."
"You're delusional! This is absolute madness! Not even Xiang Minghou can save you from this." Sang Zhi wouldn't listen to her nonsense, his eyes red with anxiety.
"If it isn't thrilling, how can it be a good lesson? Just you watch." Ye Qianning already had a plan in mind.
Sang Zhi didn't believe her for a second. Overcome with worry, he gripped her hand tightly.
