Your Majesty, do you

The child knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly towards the man seated at the head, his forehead bleeding bright red as it trickled down his cheeks. He looked utterly miserable.,He stammered and fumbled his explanation, when at that moment the white-bearded elder walked out slowly.,For some unknown reason, his temper grew increasingly volatile, and he would often beat people. He frequently beat the maidservants until they were covered in wounds.。