"Lady Zhong, what is this—" Zhu Yu took a step forward, unable to help himself from speaking.
For he could distinctly feel his own body becoming even more uncomfortable, even his waist seemed to have bent somewhat, and, moreover, breathing seemed to have become a bit more difficult.
"This is what you all should bear," Zhong Niangyao glanced at Zhu Yu, then at the other Zhu Family members and spoke slowly, "If you haven't done anything wrong, then presumably you wouldn't feel anything. If you've done too many bad deeds, then this is the retribution you deserve."
Her words turned the faces of the Zhu Family members from green to red, as they wanted to say something in their own defense. But thinking of Zhong Niangyao's masterful mystical technique, they lost their nerve.
Ignoring the Zhu Family, Zhong Niangyao looked towards the Five Ghosts and continued, "Alright, I will now bestow upon you the Merit from the Zhu Family's donation of their property."
