C235 Prime Minister Mansion Feng Yun

In the courtyard outside the west wing, a huge dog was lying in a pool of blood. It hadn't died yet, and its stomach was crouching as it wailed.

Shen Xiwu stood in the courtyard with an ashen face. He watched coldly as a few servants held wooden sticks in their hands and attacked the dog. The dog's blood splashed everywhere.

Shuqin was trembling in fear by the side. She choked and said