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"What? Why did you do that?"

"I call you Miss, do you really think you are the master? Why do you hit us?"

"That's right, we didn't make any mistakes!"

……

All the servants were in an uproar, shouting and clamoring at the same time. They glared at Jiang Wansang as if they didn't regard him as their master at all.

Zheliu spoke angrily, "Miss, you are the master of Tingsang Pavilion. The master asked you to come out and gather, but you dragged your feet. After you came out, you didn't follow the rules at all. You deserve to be beaten!"

Jiang Wansang's expression remained unchanged as he added, "Anyone who shouts at the master will receive another blow."

"How dare you...ah!"

“It hurts! Ah—”

"Don't hit me! Don't hit me..."

Lin Tong had obviously given these instructions when he brought them here.

At Jiang Wansang's command, the servants raised their sticks and hit the servants.

In the chaotic scene, some people became obedient after being hit with a stick, while some people wanted to attack Jiang Wansang, but were finally beaten obediently by Lin Tong himself.

From beginning to end, Jiang Wansang sat in the chair without moving, and his hands were leisurely scraping the tea foam.

Within a cup of tea, all the servants had become quiet, and the only sounds left in the huge yard were some groaning and sobbing.

Most people looked at Jiang Wansang with angry eyes but dared not speak out, but some smart ones lowered their heads and stood there obediently.

They knew that the eldest lady who dared to attack the master was not easy to deal with, so they came to the yard early and avoided being beaten.

Jiang Wansang silently kept these people in mind.

She heard that Sang Ge needed to train its own people, so instead of looking outside, it would be better to try a few.

Jiang Wansang took a sip of tea and then spoke slowly, "Do you know why I called you out?"

No one answered, and many people even thought that she called them out on purpose to show off, but they just didn't dare to say it.

Only a few maids looked flustered. Their eyes met for a moment, then they quickly lowered their heads.

These people were the ones living in the servants' room that Zheliu had chased the thief into.

Jiang Wansang did not miss their expressions and immediately confirmed his guess.

She slammed her teacup onto the table next to her and said in a cold voice, "Today, when Zheliu came back from outside, she encountered a thief stealing things from the storeroom. She was caught red-handed, but not only did she refuse to confess, she even beat Zheliu up and ran away."

Her eyes fell on the maids, "Zheliu chased all the way to the servants' room. There were five or six people in the room, but not one of them admitted to seeing the thief."

"Could it be that Zheliu encountered a ghost in broad daylight?"

The maids who were stared at by her felt guilty, but they did not show any regret.

One of the maids was so angry that she stiffened her neck and asked, "If the young lady lost something, she could have just sent someone to look for it. Why did she call us out to show off?"

Faced with her attitude, Jiang Wansang didn't get angry. He raised his eyes calmly and asked, "Did I ask you?"

It was a very calm tone, but it gave people a heavy sense of oppression for no reason.

The maid subconsciously avoided her sight, and her straight back bent, but Jiang Wansang had no intention of letting her go.

She was just thinking about how to make an example of someone when someone came to her door. Of course she wouldn't be polite.

"Lin Tong, slap your face."

The maid suddenly looked up and looked at Jiang Wansang in disbelief, with an expression as if she had heard something hallucinatory.

The next moment, a slap landed on her face. It was Lin Tong who did it.

He had no habit of hitting women, but as a secret guard, it was his duty to follow orders.

Lin Tong was a martial artist, and his skills were considered top-notch among the secret guards. With this slap, the maidservant was almost sent flying, and her mouth was bleeding.

At this moment, the whole yard fell silent, and even Jiang Wansang was stunned for a moment.

She knew that Lin Tong's real master was Pei Zhanzhou, but she didn't expect that he could have such execution power on her orders.

From now on, the people she trains must meet Lin Tong’s standards!

Seeing that the servants who were originally full of resentment had all calmed down and stood there with their heads down in an orderly manner, Jiang Wansang was very satisfied with the effect of killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

She leaned back in her chair, her posture lazy, but her voice was cold. "I won't say anything else. Whoever did it, please stand up."

No one responded. The servants looked at each other, but still no one stood up.

Seeing this, Jiang Wansang said without further ado, "Zheliu, point out the people you saw after chasing them to the servants' quarters."

Zheliu immediately stepped forward and pointed out the maid who had just been slapped in the face, as well as the several people standing beside her.

The people who were pointed out were instantly panicked and subconsciously looked at the maid who was slapped in the face. It was obvious that she was the one in charge among them.

Now that we have found the person in charge, things will be much easier.

Jiang Wansang raised her hand and said, "Tie them up."

Several people looked panicked and shouted to resist, but they were no match for the servants and were tied up in a short while.

The one who resisted the most fiercely was the maid who was slapped in the face.

She pushed away the servant who came up with the rope, climbed up from the ground, and shouted with a red and swollen face, "Why do you treat us like this just because of Zheliu's one-sided statement?"

"She said we stole things, and I said she was the one crying thief!"

Upon hearing this, the tied-up man immediately agreed: "Xing'er is right, we didn't even see Zheliu enter the house. She is clearly stealing from the inside and deliberately framing us."

"That's right, I heard that Zheliu has always been keeping the key to the Sang Pavilion's warehouse. How could we possibly steal anything?"

The maids seemed to have found their backbone and quickly followed Xing'er's words.

Hearing that they were actually targeting him, Zhe Liu was furious and immediately wanted to prove his innocence, "You are talking nonsense, how could I..."

Jiang Wansang raised her hand to stop her from continuing, looking at the maids with a sarcastic look, "Zheliu is my personal maid, she has been with me since she was a child. If I don't trust her, how can I trust you?"

With just one sentence, she silenced all the maids, who seemed to have no idea why she was speaking up to defend Zheliu.

Shouldn't she let Zheliu find a way to prove his innocence in order to demonstrate her fairness and justice?

Jiang Wansang could see what they were thinking and sneered, "You have a point. The key to the warehouse is with Zheliu. How did the thief get in?"

She glanced at Xing'er, which made her feel uneasy.

Jiang Wansang curled his lips, "Then let's look in Tingsang Pavilion to see if there's a second key to the storeroom."

She asked Zheliu, and in fact, this was not the first time that Tingsang Pavilion had been robbed. It was just because the master and servant were too poor before, and the things lost were not important. Zheliu was afraid that this would bring trouble to his young lady, so he kept it a secret.

Therefore, the thief must have a key to be able to enter the warehouse so easily and repeatedly.

As expected, Xing'er's expression changed when she heard Jiang Wansang's words.

What frightened her even more was that Jiang Wansang suddenly raised his hand and pointed at her, "Start searching from her room."