In reality, which eunuch would dare to truly beat the father of the Emperor's favored concubine?
Especially since the Emperor's partial favor towards the Sang Family's daughter was almost boundless.
Thus, Sang Kun did indeed endure a beating, but it was only superficial wounds, looking just bloodied and frightening.
This effectively silenced the ministers.
"Do any of you have anything to say about this punishment?"
He Ying's gaze was cold, and his tone carried a threat.
The ministers looked at the blood-covered Sang Kun, exchanging glances and tacitly keeping their mouths shut.
"This servant, acknowledging a grave mistake, wishes to offer half of my family's wealth to compensate the losses of the people."
Sang Kun's face was pale as he lay on the ground, his clothes dripping with blood.
He Ying looked on, nodded in approval, then had someone send him back to his mansion.
Additionally, two Imperial Physicians were dispatched to treat him.
Sang Mansion
