Li Fuhai examined the portrait for a moment, his eyes darkening. "I’ll have someone take this portrait and check. If he’s in my custody, I’ll pull his tongue out and chop off his hands before sending him to the County Magistrate."
"Just leave him breathing," Ma Botong said, tossing a peanut into his mouth. He couldn't stop glancing toward the room next door, his eyes practically trying to pierce through the wall. "Hurry up and bring that beauty to me!"
"Don't be impatient, Magistrate. First, finish enjoying the music," Li Fuhai said, filling Ma Botong’s cup before handing the portrait to his subordinate to handle.
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