Chapter 851: Chapter 840: 300 Strikes, I’m Waiting
Song Yun stood calmly in the center of the hall. As for what was about to happen next, Song Yun wasn’t really afraid. Whipping? What was that? His body was sturdy—did it beco tough, it beca tough. Not to ntion whipping, even cutting with a knife might not hurt him much. This punishnt was a bit like a walk in the park. However, although Song Yun wasn’t scared of the whipping, being whipped in front of so many people made him very uncomfortable. He recalled what his mother said before arriving in Beijing—that sotis, he would have to endure grievances. It seed like the grievance ca sooner than expected.
Actually, Song Yun was quite frustrated. If it weren’t for Song i Qin, and if the entire Song Family could unite, then that so-called Zhao sothing wouldn’t even matter. Although the Song Family wasn’t at the center of power in Beijing, its influence was vast. Even if they really had a conflict with that Zhao sothing, the Song Family wouldn’t be bothered! But the biggest obstacle isn’t a divine opponent; it’s dumb teammates. Song i Qin’s branch had the largest influence in the Song Family apart from the main branch. Sotis even Mr. Song had to give her face. With Song i Qin’s branch causing trouble, the Song Family’s power couldn’t be concentrated. It was understandable that Song Yun would suffer grievances.
Soon, there was a commotion outside the hall. Song Yun saw Zhao Min, whom he had previously beaten, along with another middle-aged man, walk in.
This middle-aged man resembled Zhao Min a little. If he guessed correctly, it was probably Zhao Min’s father.
“Dad, it’s this person who hit
today!” Zhao Min pointed at Song Yun and said.
The man’s expression didn’t change. He walked directly past Song Yun and stopped about three ters from Mr. Song, bowing respectfully, “Hello, Mr. Song!”
“Ah, Zizhong, it’s been a long ti!” Mr. Song sat up slightly straighter and said to the middle-aged man.
“Yes, my father always talks about coming to see you!” The middle-aged man nad Zizhong said with a smile, “He really misses the days he spent playing chess with you!”
“Haha, that lousy chess player never managed to beat !” Mr. Song laughed and then looked at Zhao Min, saying, “This is your daughter, right?”
“Yes, Minmin, greet Mr. Song!” Zhao Zizhong said.
“Hmph.” Zhao Min snorted coldly and didn’t speak.
Zhao Zizhong’s face turned a bit awkward as he said, “My daughter is young and ignorant, please don’t mind her, Mr. Song.”
“Hehe, I asked you to co here today mainly to show you the punishnt the Song Family has decided on for Song Yun’s hitting Zhao Min today.” Mr. Song said, “Zizhong, are you sure you want to watch?”
Zhao Zizhong felt a shiver down his spine. Even though Mr. Song seed very kind and amiable at that mont, there was a bone-chilling coldness in his words.
Zhao Zizhong instinctively wanted to retreat, but Zhao Min beside him, in a bull-headed manner, said, “Of course, we want to watch! This bastard slapped
three tis today, I want to see him get punished! I’m telling you, if you don’t give
a satisfactory explanation, I will be very unhappy!”
Mr. Song’s previously smiling face imdiately beca expressionless. He stood up and said, “Then watch; I’m tired!”
After saying this, Mr. Song turned and walked toward the back.
Zhao Zizhong felt even more uneasy, looked around and asked, “So, how do you plan to punish him?”
“According to Song Family rules, anyone who violates them must be punished by family law.” Song i Qin said, “Today, Song Yun made a mistake, so he will be punished with three hundred lashes to serve as a warning to others!”
“Whipping? With a whip?” Zhao Min asked curiously.
“Using a rattan whip!” Song i Qin said, “Have soone bring the things up.”
“Yes!”
Soon, a mber of the Song Family entered the hall with a green box in his hands.
Song i Qin took the green box, opened it, and pulled out a braid about one and a half ters long. Its surface was covered with sharp protrusions, making the entire braid appear nacingly cold.
Qingluan frowned and took a step toward Song Yun, but Song Yun shook his head, signaling her not to co over.
Ye Qingsi appeared beside Qingluan and said, “So grievances must be borne. Boys will always face setbacks. Song Yun will be fine!”
“Hmm, Auntie, I understand!” Qingluan nodded and said, “It’s just… it feels terrible to just watch and not be able to share the burden.”
“Hehe, it makes
feel terrible too.” Ye Qingsi said, “The secondary branch’s power is currently strong. We have to endure so things for now. When Ergou returns, there will be plenty of opportunities to settle these scores later.”
“Qingluan understands!” Qingluan said softly.
Song i Qin weighed the rattan whip in her hand and then said, “Elder Wang, will you co out?”
As soon as Song i Qin’s words fell, an elderly man, hunched over with a head full of white hair and wrinkles all over his face, ca out from the back of the hall. The man’s eyes were very small, almost making it difficult to see his gaze; when visible, all one could see was a cloudiness. The old man’s gray robe hung on his fra, his white hair tied into a small braid lying against his back, and he wore cloth shoes that looked incredibly worn, the era they originated from was indeterminable.
Song Yun was sowhat taken aback because he couldn’t sense any vitality from this elder, as if he were nothing more than a corpse. On second thought, equating him to a corpse seed disrespectful; perhaps he was more like a piece of withered wood. Song Yun couldn’t sense his breathing or movents, even when closing his eyes and using his sixth sense, just like the ti he saw Azure Dragon—it was the sa feeling.
“Hand it to .” Elder Wang said, walking slowly, taking small steps, and appeared as though even a breeze could knock him over.
Song i Qin showed rare respect on her face, handing the rattan whip to Elder Wang with both hands.
Elder Wang received the whip, looked at Song Yun, and asked, “So, it’s you, right?”
Song Yun nodded and said, “Yes, it’s !”
“Take off your clothes.” Elder Wang walked in front of Song Yun and said.
Song Yun thought that after the whipping, his clothes would probably be ruined, so he removed his outer garnts, then took off his underlayer, revealing a body sculpted with muscle.
Song Yun wore a nonchalant smile and said, “Co on. Three hundred lashes, I’ll be waiting.”
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