Once he woke up, his eyes were bloodshot, like an enraged lion, as he ordered to publically cane Xiao Qing and Xiao Hong to death from Changchun Garden, while making sure everyone in the entire mansion witnessed it.
Stripped naked, Xiao Qing and Xiao Hong were laid on the ground. At first, they were able to scream and plead as they were beaten, but after several dozens of heavy sticks hit their snow-white backs, the flesh at their spine and waist, bruised and broken, were beaten to a pulp. With each repetitive blow, shards of flesh flew and their white bones were exposed, accompanied by the sound of them breaking. The young bodies gradually stilled, soaked in a sea of bright red blood, their life clearly extinguished.
Xiao Qing and Xiao Hong were both house-born servants. Their parents could only watch their daughters’ torturous death helplessly. Xiao Hong’s mother was kneeling, her head broken from kowtowing the Duke, blood covering her whole face. Xiao Qing’s mother, in her madness, attempted to save her daughter, but was held back by the father. Their hearts torn as they cried...
Seeing their sisters brutally beaten to death, the girls’ siblings could only weep helplessly.
For a time, the courtyard of the Duke’s mansion was filled with cries that shook the heavens and was shrouded with gloom.
Two servant girls were killed, yet the Duke’s anger was not pacified. Red-eyed with fury, he ordered Steward Cao to have someone throw the girls’ corpses to Chaos Grave Hill to feed the wild dogs, no burial allowed, and to take their families away, to be sold to human-traffickers the next morning.
Du Ruohai thundered with rage, contrasting sharply against his usually dignified aura. This frightened everyone in the mansion. It could be seen that the Duke was at the peak of his anger. After settling the matter with the two maids, it would be their turn.
However, luckily they had already prepared countermeasures for this matter before acting, so they did not wait for Du Ruohai to act out in his anger and instead, the three brothers of Du Yongzhi knelt down to plead guilty first.
"Father, we did not consult with you before taking action on the Mu Family. Please forgive us, we really had no other choice!"
Du Ruohai, bloodshot eyes, coldly sneered with clenched teeth, "Very well, let’s hear it. Why is there no choice when it comes to harming others!"
They were in cahoots to harm the Mu Family, but he didn’t care, he could even ignore it. But their actions caused harm to the only woman he ever loved, this he could not ignore!
For this woman, he wasted thirty years drowning in wine and lust, being ridiculed by his peers, being scorned by the world. All of this, he didn’t care about. All he wanted was to wait until the day she would bow her head to him and apologize for her past actions. She shouldn’t have betrayed him, let him down.
He had been waiting for thirty years. These thirty years passed swiftly, causing changes on his handsome face, from grey sideburns to white hair. Over the years, they stayed in a deadlock, as he got more and more impatient as their feud needs to end soon as they are running out of time.
Once, to make her humble herself and go to him begging for mercy, he even tacitly consented to his wife dealing with her, allowing the servants to torture her. Even if the wounds she received made his heart ache, the moment he thought about her stubbornness despite her wrongs, his heart hardened. He even continuously increased her torture, hoping to see her appear before him when she could no longer bear it.
Sadly, the person he painstakingly waited for a lifetime was never seen again—not anymore!
She died, died miserably—clenching her fists tightly, her face was swollen and purple from bruises, her lips bitten till they broke. She completely lost the appearance of the beautiful, delicate girl from Jiangnan. Looking at her, his heart ached till it seemed to break and the belief that had sustained him his entire life collapsed.