When the eldest lady finished speaking, the whole hall fell silent.
Everyone's expressions changed, and they looked at the eldest lady with complicated eyes.
Duanmuhuang's brows were knitted together, and he stared at the account books and files on the desk without reaching out to take them.
He knew the eldest lady's temperament and methods very well. Since she broke into the hall confidently and dared to present evidence in public, she must be fully confident.
He didn't need to look through the accounts and files to know that it must be a mountain of ironclad evidence.
Obviously, if the eldest lady seizes this opportunity, she will never give Duanmu Feiyu a chance to stand up.
Several elders and people in charge on both sides of the hall were communicating with each other with their eyes and discussing in secret.
A few of them acted as if the matter had nothing to do with them and looked on with cold eyes, while others gloated and waited to see Duanmu Feiyu be punished.
The eyes of those responsible for supporting Duanmu Feiyu were a bit gloomy, and they did not dare to plead or dissuade.
Duanmu Feiyu's face turned pale, and his eyes glared at the eldest lady's back, with strong anger surging in his eyes.
The eldest lady had criticized him a lot before, but she only verbally criticized him and never really dealt with him.
He never expected that the eldest lady would be serious this time, investigating the evidence of his crime so quickly, and killing him with one move.
At this moment, Duanmu Feiyu truly saw what kind of scheming, power and means the eldest lady, as the mistress of the family, possessed.
Ten breaths have passed, and the hall is still silent.
Duanmuhuang had to express his position, so he picked up the account books and files on the desk and flipped through a few pages symbolically.
The contents recorded above were more shocking than the last, making his face become more and more gloomy, and eventually became as gloomy as ice.
"Crack!"
Duanmu Huang slammed the account books and files on the table, looked at Duanmu Feiyu angrily, and cursed in a deep voice: "You traitor! How disappointing!"
His heart was filled with anger, and even more so, he hated iron.
He hated Duanmu Feiyu for not wanting to make progress, for being greedy for pleasure, for committing crimes, for being stupid, for having no scheming and for the city, for being plotted against him without even realizing it.
Duanmu Feiyu did not dare to quibble anymore, and quickly kowtowed to the ground and begged for mercy: "Dad! I know I was wrong! I used to be young and frivolous, and I did do a lot of wrong things.
However, please give the child a chance to reform, and the child will definitely change his mind and change his past..."
Before he could finish speaking, Duanmu Huang interrupted him and ordered in a deep and expressionless voice: "Duanmu Feiyu, you are committing crimes outside, killing people and setting fires, I can ignore you.
But as my son, you have enriched your own pockets and embezzled family property and resources. This is an unforgivable sin!
I will never protect you, I will punish you according to the family law today!
From today on, I will take back all the power in your hands and remove you from your position!
I will punish you by being whipped for ninety years, and then go to Siguo Cliff in the back mountain and spend one year facing the wall!
In addition, you are not allowed to interfere in the family's industry and business for five years."
After announcing the punishment results, Duanmu Huang stared at Duanmu Feiyu and shouted with a majestic look: "You will go to the torture hall to receive the punishment yourself later. If you dare to complain even a little, the number of whippings will be doubled!"
Duanmuhuang's punishment to Duanmu Feiyu was not severe, nor was it light.
Ninety lashes, a year of staring at the wall, and a five-year ban on interfering in the family business were all insignificant punishments.
The real punishment that caused Duanmu Feiyu to fall from the clouds into the abyss and lose his powerful position was to remove his position and power.
He used to be the Second Young Master of Duanmu, controlling the industries and businesses of more than twenty cities. He had great wealth and power, and had many powerful men under his command.
But from now on, he can only be an idle young master, staying at home to practice and never make trouble again.
After hearing the results of Duanmu Huang's treatment, everyone showed complicated eyes and expressions.
The eldest lady's goal has been achieved, and of course she is satisfied.
She bowed to Duanmu Huang and said, "The head of the family is indeed fair and just. Such a decision is enough to convince everyone."
After finishing speaking, she saluted Duanmu Huang and left the hall with Qingzhu.
Among the elders and those in charge, some were gloating about the misfortune, while others were sighing secretly.
However, no one dared to oppose Duanmu Huang's decision, and no one interceded for Duanmu Feiyu.
Duanmu Feiyu knelt in the hall with a pale face, his heart was filled with anger and despair, and his whole body was trembling.
But the deal was already done, so he could only hold back his anger, stood up silently, bowed to Duanmu Huang and left the meeting hall.
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An hour later, Duanmu Feiyu staggered out of the execution hall.
He was supported by two attendants and moved with difficulty back to his residence.
He had just received ninety lashes in the execution hall. He had suffered so much that he couldn't bear to live.
The punishment of whipping in the execution hall is the wind, fire and thunder whip, a Tianyuan level magic weapon.
Every time the whip is struck, there is a violent and fierce force of wind and thunder, just like a sword cutting, making people miserable.
Even though Duanmu Feiyu had the strength of the Tianyuan realm, after being whipped ninety times, his skin was torn and his flesh was dripping with blood.
The pain that penetrated his bones still made him shudder when he thought about it.
He was limping along the bluestone avenue, his face was as pale as paper, his spirit was very weak, and he looked quite embarrassed.
On the way back to his residence, he was still cursing fiercely in his heart.
"That damn thing, madam! It's so vicious!
I didn't expect her to be so cruel. If she hadn't added insult to injury, how could I have ended up like this?
And that bastard who posted notices everywhere in the city to deal with me secretly!
Don't let me find out who you are, otherwise I will cut you into pieces and crush your bones into ashes!"
Duanmu Feiyu did not blame Duanmu Huang for making such a decision.
He knew very well that his father Duanmuhuang had tried his best to protect him, and this punishment was not excessive.
He only hated the eldest lady for taking the opportunity to attack, and even more hated the person who secretly dealt with him.
After a while, Duanmu Feiyu returned to his residence.
The maids had already laid brocade quilts on the bed and helped him lie down on the bed to rest.
His entire back was bruised with blood, and for the next few days, he could only lie on the bed recovering from his injuries.
A middle-aged pharmacist rushed over and quickly helped him treat his wounds, using various miraculous medicines to treat his injuries.
After the pharmacist treated his injury, the pain in his back eased a lot.
At this time, a burly middle-aged man quickly walked into the room, came to Duanmu Feiyu, handed over his hands and reported: "Second Young Master Qi, my subordinates have found clues.
Those who secretly deal with you and post notices everywhere in the city are most likely under the instructions of the young lady from the Acting Academy."
Suddenly hearing the news, Duanmu Feiyu was stunned.