"Impudent!"
The furious rebuke, accompanied by the sound of a teacup shattering, startled the eunuchs and guards outside the door.
They had not seen their master lose his temper so badly in a very long time.
And this time, it was directed at the two people he valued most—Yuan Wu and Yuan Liu.
Every one of them lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.
Feng Han looked at Yuan Wu with icy coldness in his eyes. "When did my affairs become something you could meddle in and criticize recklessly?"
Yuan Wu dropped to his knees with a thud. "Master, this subordinate overstepped his bounds. I beg you to punish me!"
He had expected his master to be angry, but he had never imagined that he would be this furious.
Yuan Wu even felt somewhat regretful.
His master had already been in a poor mood, yet he had touched a sore spot at such a time. He truly deserved to die ten thousand times over.
Xiao Liu also knelt on the ground, no longer daring to act as carefree and frivolous as he usually did.
Feng Han closed his eyes and drew a deep breath before saying with an ashen face, "Get out. Go receive your punishment."
His icy gaze swept toward Yuan Liu, and he ordered coldly, "Xiao Liu, thirty lashes. You will administer them personally."
"This...?" Yuan Liu had not expected to be ordered to do it himself.
He and Xiao Wu had grown up together. They had trained together and served their master side by side.
He could show no mercy to an enemy, but when it came to his own brother, he found it difficult to raise his hand.
In fact, even now, he still could not understand why his master had suddenly become so