Cheong-Cheong trembled as she responded to Hye-Ryeong’s steel-like words.0

“I-I didn’t know. Please, forgive me.”0

The person who responded to her wasn’t Hye-Ryeong, but her younger sister and the other person with true authority, Ju-Ryeong.0

“You didn’t know? Oh, ho, that really is such a peculiar phrase. Then, does that mean it's okay for you to act like that because you didn’t know?!”0

With every word, Ju-Ryeong’s rage grew more potent at the thought of the insignificant Cheong-Cheong provoking Sang-Woon, who was already a volcano ready to erupt, and turning the whole situation into such a fiasco.0

She was so irritated that she even circulated her qi as she yelled at Cheong-Cheong.0

“Are you saying that if a guest who comes to our gates is dressed modestly, that gives you the right to act like a snob?! Since when did our prestigious Baek Family become so excessive?!”0

“I’m sorry. Please, forgive me…”0

“Patriarch! We need to take this opportunity to punish her properly. This time, it wouldn’t be too much even if we kicked her out of the family for her actions!”0

“Ha…”0

Moo-Hoon let out a deep groan.0

Cheong-Cheong was his most recently acquired concubine and his latest favorite. She had continued to cause him anxiety due to her consistently excessive behavior, and now, she had finally made a major blunder.0

His inaction and passivity had come back to bite him, but there was nothing he could do.0

“What do you think about ten lashes and confinement to her quarters for three months as a punishment?” Moo-Hoon said cautiously.0

Ju-Ryeong snorted at his words and spat, “Are you planning on glossing over this with a measly...0