When he realized he had spoken rudely, he was so frightened that he fainted.

Huang Pian woke up again when a bucket of ice water was poured over her.

He struggled to sit up, about to unleash a torrent of curses, when he suddenly saw the emperor's furious face. He immediately lowered his head, knelt on the ground, and trembled with fear.

"Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, I will never dare to do it again!" Huang Pian kowtowed so hard that blood soon seeped from his forehead.

"Huang Pian, you immediately ask for mercy. Then let me ask you, what did you do that you want me to spare you?" The Emperor sat in his chair with a forced smile, squinting at Huang Pian as he spoke.

"This..." Huang Pian was speechless for a moment. He was unaware that his previous misdeeds had been exposed. He naively thought that the emperor's words were because of his previous disrespectful remarks.

Thinking of this, Huang Pian rolled his eyes, knelt on the ground, and began slapping himself. "Your Majesty, I deserve to die! I spoke disrespectfully and offended Your Majesty! I deserve to die!"

One loud slap after another followed, and soon Huang Pian's cheeks were swollen high.

The Emperor showed no intention of stopping Huang Pian. He gently shook his head and looked at Huang Pian, saying, "Oh? Is it just this matter?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Pian's heart inexplicably began to pound wildly. His mind raced, and he suddenly remembered smashing the plate and wine pot earlier. He continued to explain, "I...I dare not do it again! I will never dare to act arrogantly with the yamen runners again! Please forgive me this time, Your Majesty!"

"Huang Pian, you're talking nonsense! Look at all the crimes you've committed! Do you think I'm stupid?" The Emperor suddenly flew into a rage and slammed a brightly lit booklet heavily onto Huang Pian's face.