Yu Yunqiu had expected Li Qi to give him a show of strength.
He had expected his son to be caned, thrown into prison, and publicly humiliated.
But he had not expected Li Qi to declare that he would publicly beat his son to death.
He was certain Li Qi would not move against a High Official's son over a servile person, much less believe Li Qi would execute so many people for a servile person.
Li Qi was making such a commotion for no more than the sake of humiliating him and sweeping away the Yu Family's dignity.
This was no time to lose his temper. Yu Yunqiu secretly gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing his resentment as he prepared to plead for his son.
Before he could speak, Li Banfeng waved a hand. "Carry out the sentence."
Yu Yunqiu was thunderstruck.
He was serious?
He was carrying it out now?
The Cantaloupe Person snatched up a club and smashed it down on Yu Daoquan's head first.
Yu Daoquan fell to the ground, howling in agony, as clubs rained down upon him.
The surrounding guards were also knocked down one after another. The Cantaloupe Person snatched up clubs and struck only at vital spots. Unable to endure it, Yu Daoquan shouted, "Spare me! I did it on my father's orders!"
Li Banfeng ordered them to stop and looked at Yu Yunqiu. "You instructed your son to murder someone?"
Yu Yunqiu looked at Yu Daoquan. Until just moments ago, he had been thinking of how to beg for mercy on his behalf.
But now, he bowed to Li Qi. "This wretch's actions were unknown to this old man."
Li Banfeng nodded. "Since you did not know, then continue the sentence."
The Cantaloupe Person grabbed the club and resumed the beating. Yu