The door was flung open, and the Prefectural Governor, standing vigil outside, immediately stepped forward and asked, "Lord, how is the young lady inside?"
Pei Huaian glanced at him indifferently and said coldly, "You should be thankful she's still alive, otherwise your daughter would have long since been dead!"
"Yes, yes, it's all due to my poor parenting, I beg you to spare her this time." The Prefectural Governor kept bowing and apologizing.
He hoped this would save his daughter's life.
Pei Huaian sneered coldly, "Spare her this time? Her fault is not just this once!"
"I will certainly teach her a lesson, to start anew with a clean slate," the Prefectural Governor pleaded, full of entreaty, looking at Pei Huaian, ready to do anything to save his daughter's life.
