The Imperial Palace
Prime Minister Shi sat back and watched as the whip fell on Lu Yaozhu's back, the two soldiers had fallen into a synchronous rhythm hit pause, hit pause. The sound of leather hitting flesh was all that could be heard In the dim room. However, Lu Yaozhu remained stubborn and never made any move to surrender.
Prime Minister Shi held up his hand after some time, silently signalling the men to pause. They held their whip high, folded their whip in two. Placed them on the table at the side and stepped back cautiously. Prime Minister Shi's main focus was on getting the written confession for Lu Yaozhu signed by him.
