C387 Good Job

Zhu Gaochi finally walked into the hall with great difficulty and sat down. Zhang Xiyue went over to ask again. Zhu Gaochi took a few deep breaths before he sighed and said, "I never thought of that …"

"Why …" Zhang Xiyue asked in surprise, "Even father didn't punish Second Brother for such a heinous crime?"

"It's a punishment," Zhu Gaochi's face was gloomy