Xie Chenyu poured a bowl of tea for Lin Ximeng and ordered Zhao Hai, as if he had invited a troupe to sing.

Lin Ximeng was ashamed.

Before he could take a sip of tea, Zhou's screams rang out in the yard.

Lin Ximeng was happy at first.

This woman who was poisoned like a dog-skin plaster finally received the retribution of this world.

But gradually Lin Ximeng realized something was wrong.

"How many bats are needed in total?" Twenty and thirty are already passed, why should we hit fifty? Wouldn't that cost human lives?

Xie Chenyu's eyes fell on Zhou's face as pale as snow and said calmly.

"Who knows how many boards it took for her to die?"

Lin Ximeng: "..."
Chapter completed!