As the sun set and the moon rose, another day passed.5

In front of the magistrate, the chilling punishment continued.1

For a full day, Master Chen endured 1,200 cuts. His hair had turned almost completely white overnight, and his face had become extremely shriveled.1

But he still hung on, never succumbing to death. But people knew that it was Fang Chen who would not let him die, at least not this easily.0

Among the crowd, Zhao Yan watched the scene expressionlessly. There was no hatred or pity left in his heart. The main culprit was undergoing the most severe of punishments. This was the cycle of heaven, the deserved retribution.0

The commoners in the crowd came and went in waves. Some couldn't bear it and left, never to return, while others...0