Su Pan'er shuddered, staring uncertainly at the familiar face before finally struggling free from the memories of the past.
She quickly clenched her fist in a salute: "I beg the County Magistrate's pardon. I didn't hear clearly just now, could the County Magistrate please repeat it?"
Su Sikong, who had looked quite downcast, brightened at her words, immediately rebuked loudly, "How dare you, Su Pan'er! The County Magistrate was speaking to you and you dare to be absent-minded. Guards, punish this insolent woman who disrespects the officials and the court with forty strokes of the pole to serve as a deterrent to others!"
"Hold on!"