Lu Xiaoyou walked out, escorted by bodyguards into the interrogation room. As the door opened, she was greeted with the sound of "Slap! Slap!"—the sharp reverberation of someone being struck.
She stepped in and saw Silu kneeling on the ground, a thin iron ruler slapping down on her face.
The one carrying out the punishment was also a servant within the Long Family. Among the servants, only they were permitted to discipline one another—a rule that transformed it into an internal affair, something even the police had no authority to intervene in.
After all, the Long Family had endured for a hundred years, preserving many old traditions despite their incompatibility with current laws.
And yet, this was the Long Family—so long as their actions didn't escalate to shock the world, within China's borders they would be met with a blind eye.
"Thank you all for your hard work. I'll have to trouble you to step out for a moment—I have something I want to discuss alone with Silu."
