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"Have you heard? Miss Feng, who sells tofu in West Alley, went to beat the drum."

"She's only sixteen, how can she be so bold?"

"She was a pitiful person. Because of her beauty, she caught the eye of Young Master Du, and her family was destroyed."

"That's really tragic. With officials protecting each other, how can an orphan like her possibly fight against a powerful family? Seeking justice will probably only be in vain."

The people in the streets and alleys discussed it, shaking their heads and sighing with pity for the Feng family's plight.

In the brothel, on the second floor, in the room of the courtesan.

Du Congfei was surrounded by beauties, living a life of debauchery.

"Brother Du, something terrible has happened. Feng Banxia, ​​the girl you had your eye on, has gone to beat the drum."

Upon hearing the news, Guan Guifan, the son of the Minister, came to find him and told him the news.

Du Congfei, enjoying being fed wine by a beautiful woman, didn't hear clearly. Catching a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, he beckoned, "Brother Guan, come quick! Several new beauties from the Western Regions have recently arrived at the brothel. They're quite the ladies' man, want to give them a try?"

Guan Guifan looked at the Western Region beauties dancing and playing the flute. Their eyebrows and eyes were thicker than those of the women of Dayong, and they were tall and slender with slender waists.

Seeing him looking over, the Western Region beauty gave him a flirtatious wink, her allure captivating.

Guan Guifan glanced at him a few more times, then squeezed next to Du Congfei: "Aren't you worried at all?"

"What are you worried about?" Du Congfei said dismissively.

Guan Guifan repeated it again.

"What!" Du Congfei pushed the beauty away, stood up with an incredulous look on his face, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes. "That bitch! If it weren't for the fact that she's somewhat pretty, I would have killed her long ago!"

She actually dared to beat the drum; I really underestimated her.

He was worried that his father would find out and he would get scolded again today.

Du Congfei sighed and sat down again: "Brother Guan, I'll take refuge at your house tonight. My old man will definitely punish me when I get back."

"Aren't you worried that Miss Feng might actually go to His Majesty to file a complaint?" Guan Guifan couldn't help but ask, seeing his composed expression.

Du Congfei shrugged: "With my father around, how could she possibly see His Majesty? Brother Guan, you're overthinking it."

The words fell.

The door was pushed open.

"The Dali Temple is handling a case. We are here today on the orders of Lord Su to arrest Du Congfei and bring him back to the Dali Temple for trial."

The Chief Justice of the Court of Judicial Review, dressed in a dark blue official robe, glanced at everyone in the room and fixed his gaze on Du Congfei.

Du Congfei's expression changed slightly: "My father is Minister Du, how dare you arrest me?"

"The token is here; you're the one to be arrested," Si Zhi said coldly, enunciating each word clearly. "Guards, seize him!"

The constables, dressed in black and with swords at their waists, quickly stepped forward.

Du Congfei panicked and looked at Guan Guifan: "Brother Guan, quickly go tell my father!"

"He already knows!" Renbao toddled into the house on his chubby little legs. "You killed Sister Feng's father, mother, and younger brother. You have to pay for their lives, don't you know that?"

"Renbao, what brings you here?" Sizhi's tone softened as soon as he saw Renbao. He squatted down and picked her up, glancing at the beauties kneeling on the ground, their clothes disheveled. "Put your clothes on."

The beauties hurriedly pulled up their loose-fitting clothes.

Renbao glanced at the two beauties from the Western Regions, his brows furrowing slightly. The aura emanating from them was that of someone who practiced martial arts.

"Who are you, little brat? My father is Minister Du! You want me to pay with my life for killing them? I am the son of a noble family, and they are lowly commoners. How can they be compared to me?"

Du Congfei was drunk and his mind was clouded. He blurted out his thoughts without thinking.

Renbao's little face tightened as he listened.

She was furious: "Uncle, take him back to the Dali Temple! Renbao is going to beat him up!"

Si Zhi patted her head gently: "Okay."

The constables restrained Du Congfei with chains. He sobered up considerably and grumbled incredulously, "I am the son of Vice Minister Du. You cannot treat me like this."

The Feng family murder case was to be thoroughly investigated by Su Xuance personally.

"You bitch!" Du Congfei flew into the Dali Temple and saw Feng Banxia kneeling on the ground. He roared in a fit of rage.

Renbao took out a few pebbles from the bamboo basket and hit Du Congfei on the knees, stomach, and forehead.

Hiss! Bang!

Blood was flowing from Du Congfei's forehead, and his knees buckled as he knelt before Feng Banxia, ​​still in pain.

"My lord, seven days ago, Young Master Du rode his horse past my stall and then sent a servant to give me fifty taels of silver, and then took me into his mansion as a concubine."

The young woman was terrified. Her parents were unwilling, so they went to her door to refuse and pushed the silver back.

Who knew that Young Master Du, with his narrow mind, would actually kill them with a knife? His parents perished, and his younger brother, who went to the Du residence to seek justice, also fell victim to his blade.

Feng Banxia lay pressed tightly against the bluestone, trembling violently. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Su Xuance, her gaze filled with determination and grief as she revealed the truth.

"I beg you, sir, to uphold justice for my daughter."

The onlookers were horrified.

It's too awful.

Overnight, the family members were tragically killed.

Du Congfei recovered his senses and sneered upon hearing this: "Nonsense! You claim I murdered your parents and younger brother just by talking? Do you have any evidence? If not, it's a false accusation."

Du Congfei stood up and looked at Su Xuance again.

"Lord Su, you are wise enough to know that I am not only the son of Vice Minister Du, but with my figure and appearance alone, there are countless women who would rush to my aid."

"This Miss Feng is merely pretty; does she deserve for me to take the blame for a murder and ruin my future?"

He spoke calmly.

The onlookers looked somewhat confused; was he really the murderer?

But it doesn't seem like it.

"Do you dare swear to God that you didn't kill my parents and younger brother?" Feng Banxia suddenly turned her head, her eyes red-rimmed, staring intently at Du Congfei. "You used your power to cover up the bloodshed, then turned around to seek pleasure, while I, having lost my family, only wish to die, but I will drag you down to the underworld!"

Du Congfei sneered: "So, where's your evidence?"

Feng Banxia choked back tears: "I saw my family wrapped in straw mats and thrown into a mass grave from the backyard of your Du mansion!"

"So what?" Du Congfei spread his hands. "Does that prove I killed you? Your parents were greedy for wealth and demanded two hundred taels of silver from me before they would send you into their mansion. I refused and humiliated them."

Overwhelmed with shame, they ran into a wall and died. I had the servants pack up and take them out of the manor. Was that wrong?

"You!" Feng Banxia's eyes turned bloodshot. She bared her teeth, stood up, and lunged at him, trying to grab his neck.

kill him!

She had only one thought in her mind.

Du Congfei retreated repeatedly, then turned to Su Xuance, his tone carrying a hint of pressure: "Lord Su, look, she tried to slander me and, in a fit of rage, attempted to kill me. Why aren't you having her apprehended? Are you trying to protect her?"

The onlookers looked at each other in bewilderment.

"For a moment, it was hard to tell who was telling the truth."

"Miss Feng has no evidence, and what Young Master Du said seems to make sense. Could it really be a honey trap?"

Many people's gazes toward Feng Banxia changed.

"Who says there's no evidence?" Renbao took Feng Banxia's hand, patted her gently, and said in a soft, comforting voice, "Don't worry, sister. A bad person like him will have to atone for his sins even in the underworld!"