Everyone involved in the case arrived one by one under escort by the Dark Phoenix Guard.
The elderly Chancellor Shang Rong, who should have been resting at home, came as well. As soon as he arrived, he shooed the Vice Minister of Punishments aside.
Shu was far too strategically important. Even without the long-established policy of befriending distant states and attacking nearby ones, the King of Shu was an ideal ally who could sway the balance of power across the realm. They could not afford to lose him.
Gao San was dazed and haggard. She regretted it. She should never have impulsively struck Du Zhong back then. She had never expected him to be so unable to take a beating.
The Women's Federation had begun to make progress, and people seemed ready to change their views of women. Recently, she had also found a way for women to earn money and increase production. In another month or two, the results would show. Everything had been flourishing.
But Du Zhong had deserved to die. When she went to confront him that day, he had shown not the slightest remorse. Instead, he considered his actions perfectly justified and even tried to molest her.
In most people's eyes, however high Gao San rose in office, she was still a commoner by birth. Du Zhong, on the other hand, was a true noble and a trusted confidant of the King of Shu. A union between the two would be a good thing.
But as an independent, self-reliant woman, Gao San clearly refused to accept that. In fact, she had become so furious that she struck him.
Zhen Yu stood in the hall, her face thin and her complexion pale. Even though she never wanted to recall the incident again, lives were now involved, and