Reward

Song Chongliang's raised arm paused, and he looked at Gu Qingluan. "Miss Gu, we've only administered ten lashes so far. Considering the gravity of this young man's mistake, shouldn't we give him a proper hundred and eighty lashes?"

The people around couldn't help but cringe at the suggestion.

A hundred and eighty lashes?

Wouldn't that be fatal?

Weren't General Song and Vice General Yang in a superior-subordinate relationship? Why was he being so merciless? Could it be that he's taking advantage of this to torment Vice General Yang?

However, Song Chongliang appeared resolute and filled with righteousness. There was no hint of personal vengeance in his demeanor.

Yang Fugui quivered as he said, "General Song is right; please continue."

Song Chongliang raised his hand, preparing to continue the punishment.

Gu Qingluan's voice took on a hint of sternness. "If you keep going, are you planning to leave a corpse at my doorstep?"