Feng Jiu took the bag. After opening it, there were pages of records of all the deeds that the Song family's Second Madam had done. The information was so accurate that it even wrote down the time and date of the incidents. The more she looked, the brighter her eyes became.
Indeed, with this thing in hand, there was no need for her to act. It could make this Song family's Second Madam imprisoned with no hope of reprieve. She gathered up the information in her hands and handed it to the Black Market Chief. "Chief, could I trouble you to send this information to Song Ming's mother's clan?"
If Song Ming's mother's family got this information, they wouldn't give Second Madam a breathing space. Their daughter had died, but not of illness. Instead, she died of a latent poison from the hands of Second Madam. She believed that if they knew the truth, even the Song family head couldn't protect her.
