The onlookers were so shocked they were speechless. That was her own son, yet she spoke of killing him as if it were nothing.
'How terrifying can a person's heart be?'
It was only then that Mrs. Zhan realized a person could be so wicked.
"You are nothing but a venomous shrew! Men, prepare a brush and ink," the Clan Leader roared, his beard bristling with rage.
A servant boy brought the brush and ink. An elder beside him took a scroll from his robes and spread it on the table.
"I was married into the Xiang family with all due ceremony! You old fool have no authority over me… Mmph! Mmph!" Before the Old Madam could finish, other elders of the Xiang family clamped their hands over her mouth.
