Mr. Emperor sat upright on the chair against the east wall, his face dark.

The second emperor Siyi, while the third emperor Sizhong was separated. There was a person kneeling on the floor in front of the old man - Di Siming.

On the high table beside the chair, there was a whip.

The whip body is woven with cow tendon wrapped in gold wire. The whip body has been replaced and it still doesn't look old if it hasn't been used for a long time.

The whip grasps the shape of the carved cam and is decorated with exquisite black jade. I don’t know how many of them have been used, but it has been polished to the point of being shiny.

At this moment, the whip was sawed in a mahogany pallet covered with black silk.

This whip is the family law of the Emperor family.

Since entering the Emperor's family, Jun Qing has only seen this whip twice.

Once, when she was thirteen years old, a young man in the clan beat his mother and was beaten for fifteen whips, which made her back so hard that she was pulled away by an ambulance waiting at the door. Since then, the boy never dared to make trouble again.

Today is the second time.

"Now, Qingqing is here too." Old Master Di took a deep breath, "I'll ask you the last time, is it related to you when something happened to Di Lin?"

"Dad!" Di Siming raised his face, "I really don't know. This matter really has nothing to do with me. If I lie, I will hit five lightnings in the sky, so I won't die well. Dad... I want Di Lin me... I admit that I don't like him, but no matter what, we are brothers and sisters, how can I do such a traitor?"

"Okay!" The old man of Emperor raised his right hand, "Roland!"

"yes!"

Roland walked to the table, opened the drawer, took out a stack of documents from it, and handed them over to Mr. Emperor.

Mr. Di took it casually, stood up with the armrest of the chair with one hand, and threw the stack of documents in front of Di Siming.

"What's this?!"

Each of these four words is squeezed out from the old man's teeth.

There is anger.

There is even more disappointment and pain.

Di Siming picked up the documents on the ground, sorted them out randomly, and flipped them through them.

Seeing the transfer records on the file, his expression was obviously stunned.

"Dad, this... this is me... a business partner has difficulty turning over temporarily..."

The old man raised his right hand holding the crutch and slapped his shoulder with a stick.

"I will beat you to death, an unfilial descendant!"

Bang-

The wooden crutch hit the shoulder, making a muffled sound, and Di Siming's painful eyebrows frowned.

"dad!"

"Old Emperor!"

The two brothers of Roland and the Di family rushed forward and held the old man's arm.

"Godfather!"

Jun Qing rushed over and nervously grabbed the old man's crutch.

The injured Di Siming was young, and it really made the old man dodge and fall to his legs... that was a big deal.

"Do you think I'm really old?" Mr. Di raised his left hand and pushed away the people who blocked him. "Business partner? What is his name? What is his business? What is his country he is from? Do you know?"

Several consecutive questions made Di Siming speechless.

This is the account given to him by Di Sifan, and he has no financial relations with him, so how could he know?

He deliberately lies, but he doesn't want his father to know about the private transactions between him and Di Sifan and his son.
Chapter completed!