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Chapter 121

----"If a person dies and the body is left hanging out in the air without finding the real culprit, they are really a bunch of people just pretending to be official." -----

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It was the first time that the palace guard encountered a seemingly weak person with such a ruthless aura. Looking closely at his attire, he didn't look like a kid from a rich family, let alone a son of a powerful person. He thought that this kid must be here to cause trouble.

Huh, seeing him being so indifferent, I couldn't help but put my hands on my hips and shouted angrily: "Hey, you are mute. What am I asking you now? Who is beating the drum to complain about injustice? Whose name is it? Why don't you tell me your name quickly?

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However, no matter how the official-speaking palace guards yelled and cursed, Jun Ziyan only focused on beating the lion drum, pursed his lips and said nothing, calmly and calmly.

"Hey, are you sick? This is the Tianyin Mansion, and you can play the drum at will. Go, go, don't make trouble here early in the morning."

The closer they got to their ears, the more painful they felt from the roaring sound. Both of them took a few steps back without any hesitation. It was strange that Tianyin Mansion had provoked a mute lunatic so early in the morning. If the noise continued like this, Mr. Qian would definitely lose money.

Don't wake me up. You must know that Mr. Qian's bed is not ordinary.

The drum was played by Jun Ziyan so loudly that it attracted many people to watch, all of whom wanted to watch the show. This frail man seemed to have a grudge against the drum, and ignored him.

The guards of the palace shouted angrily, and they just kept knocking without fear of being deafened. Ha, such strange things are really unprecedented.

The lion drums roared, and Mrs. Liu and his wife were heartbroken by the beating of the drums. The drums resounded throughout their bodies and minds. When they thought of their daughter's unjust death, it was like having a terrifying nightmare. Then, in

Every time I wake up, I find that the person is no longer there, only a body that has not yet been buried.

Suddenly, the two of them knelt on the ground, crying and begging to the palace guard: "This official, please report to the Lord Tianyin, who wants to vindicate my daughter's injustice. If the Tianyin Mansion is still protecting the officials, it is unwilling to conduct a thorough investigation.

Qiu Yun, Grand Master Qiu's eldest son, and I, Old Liu, immediately hit the drum-beating pillar, splattering blood on the Yin Mansion."

As soon as these tragic and poignant words came out, the people shouted and lamented for a while. When several people who knew Master Liu saw this, a sense of justice rushed to their foreheads, and they opened their mouths and tongues to accuse Tianyin Mansion.

"Isn't this Mr. Liu? Oh, how come the Yin Mansion has become more and more rampant today? They reported the death of their daughter, but they still haven't given an explanation. It's clear that they are shirking responsibility. What's the explanation?"

"That's right, oh, how pitiful, a good girl turned into a corpse like that. I heard that she was raped by Grandmaster Qiu's third son. The girl was so strong that she jumped with anger, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

How pitiful! How much money did Mr. Qian receive from Master Qiu’s family? How dare you treat human life so blatantly, with officials protecting each other? It’s really abominable.”

"Isn't that right? That Qiu Yun is a womanizer. He will get involved with a woman as soon as he sees her beauty. Alas, Mrs. Liu's family has such a precious daughter, and she was suddenly ruined."

"It's too much. There are so many officials protecting each other at the emperor's feet."

"Hmph, it's probably the pressure exerted by Master Qiu."

"When a person dies, his body is left hanging out in the air without looking for the real culprit. They are really a bunch of people just pretending to be official."

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