After saying this, Qi Zheng brought Jian Feifei and her daughter into the hall and seated them high up above while waiting for the sinner to appear.
Shortly after that, a woman with a deathly pale complexion was dragged in by Qi Mo. With her pale complexion, it was evident that she was seriously ill and she even staggered while walking, seemingly about to fall down at any time.
Qi Zheng did not feel a single ounce of sympathy to her condition and even believed that she was reaping what she had sown.
"Lin Qing, kneel down before Feifei!" Qi Zheng loudly shouted.
Lin Qing's body trembled and tightly bit her lips. "Why do I have to kneel for a concubine?"
