This is an age-old clan rule.
He knelt in the center of the open space, silently letting the whips come from all directions and strike his body.
The sound of whipping filled the empty room, making it even more stimulating and prompting one to think:
Where will the next whip come from?
He bit his lip, forcing himself to remain silent, the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth was strikingly bright.
When the time came, he shakily got up, enduring the pain all over his body, and walked out with unsteady steps.
Upon seeing his master, he voiced his doubts: "Isn't twice the time an hour?"
The master's expression was cold and hard: "You haven't been back for too long, your skills have already declined."
"oh."
"I have something to do. Go back and apply the ointment yourself. If it doesn't work, ask your brother to apply it for you. He's waiting for you at the door. Go quickly."
Su Lianmo took the ointment her master tossed to her: "Thank you, Master."
"Get out of here, get out of here! Just looking at you annoys me. How could such a brilliant genius like me raise such a rebellious and disobedient brat!"
"So annoying!"
Su Lianmo silently hummed in agreement, without refuting her master's words.
He took the ointment and forced himself to walk out.
Only after Su Lianmo had walked away did the man breathe a sigh of relief: "You brat, I'll have to cover for you!"
He knew how painful the whips in the torture chamber were—more painful than real-life whips with thorns.
He pulled open the dust cover on the touchscreen controller.
The number 0.5 was clearly displayed above.
After pressing the 1.5 button, the man closed the lid and resolutely went inside.
He simply bent his legs and sat down, his nonchalant manner resembling that of a petty thug, casually sitting cross-legged, even shaking his leg, and propping his head up with his right arm, impatiently saying:
"Hurry up, I need to play mahjong later!"
A voice suddenly came from the torture chamber:
"You think the torture chamber is just for drinking tea? You haven't done anything wrong, what are you doing here?"
"Hmph, that brat won't feel right unless he gets a good beating. Enough said, I'll take care of the rest."
"Oh my, when did you become so kind-hearted?"
"Pah! I've always had a conscience, okay? How could I stand by and watch my disciple get punished? Su Lianyin is such a delicate little rascal. If I really hit her, she'll cry for days. I don't want to comfort her."
He hates coaxing children the most.
After some coaxing, he warmed up on his own.
"Stop arguing, hurry up, I'm one player short for the game and I'm in a rush."
"Alright."
Just as the whip was about to strike, the door to the torture chamber was kicked open.
Wearing a purple dress, Su Lianyin kicked open the door to the torture chamber with great bravado.
She walked to her master's side and, like him, sat down cross-legged with great flair.
He saw Su Lianyin, who had taken the growth-enhancing medicine, sitting next to him.
Master's eyes widened: "Su Lianyin, what are you doing here? Go back!"
"I'm not going back!" Su Lianyin shouted without giving him any face.
"What are you doing getting involved, kid!"
Su Lianyin said coldly, "What's wrong? Can't girls be punished?"
"Does a girl have to be delicate and you can't bear to hit her?"
"snort."
"I, Su Lianyin, dare to act and take responsibility."
“Once I used force, I used force. The fact that I dared to take action shows that I was prepared to be punished.”
Su Lianyin sat cross-legged, upright like a pine or bamboo, arms crossed, her face as cold as ice, her tone icy, her arrogance no less than anyone else's, her back straight.
"Hit me, stop dawdling."
The next moment, an invisible whip struck Su Lianyin's body.
Su Lianyin endured it without uttering a sound, her pride unyielding.
As the second whip lashed out, she heard Su Lianmo's voice:
"Yinyin! Come out quickly, it hurts!"
Su Lianyin looked up at Su Lianmo, whose childishness had long since faded, replaced by a mature and composed demeanor.
She had long anticipated this day.
She wasn't afraid.
She dared to step in and help her brother and sister.
It is because she has the courage to stand up and protect others, and the sense of responsibility to not be afraid of the consequences.
Instead of waiting for her brother and master to take the beating for her.
Su Lianyin's voice was firm: "I'm not afraid."
Her eyes were too determined.
This prevented Su Lianmo from demanding that she come out as her brother.
His sister wasn't afraid.
What is he afraid of?
More important than being beaten is—
Take responsibility.
Su Lianyin was willing to bear the consequences.
As her older brother, he should encourage and support her so that she can become a better version of herself.
but--
Su Lianmo was never the type to abandon her companions and leave alone.
He sat down again, his previous solemn and serious demeanor replaced by a casual sitting posture, smiling as he faced the situation together with them.
Only the master remained silent: "..."
So why did he come to help...?
Su Lianmo did not regret getting involved.
*
After the injury heals.
His master led him to the highest point of the Star-Picking Town.
Those were skyscrapers that could almost reach the clouds.
It is also the most important symbol of the Star-Picking Town.
When they climbed to the top of the building, it was just as the sun was rising.
The master didn't say anything to him, but sat down and started playing a game: "Want to play a round?"
Su Lianmo did not refuse: "Okay."
They played all night long, and had already finished the snacks they brought.
Su Lianmo was extremely sleepy: "How much longer?"
"alright."
Su Lianmo roused herself.
The master told him to turn around, and he looked back.
Following his gesture, Su Lianmo looked up at the sky.
The once clear, white sky with the blazing sun high in the sky, the scorching flames of the clouds stretching across the horizon, and the fiery red sky painting, has now become—
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