Whoever can strike me hard will be rewarded handsomely.

Seeing the boy obediently accept the punishment, Jiang Jibai's eyes flickered slightly, but he uttered a cold and ruthless sentence: "This one, another twenty yuan fine."

Qin Ji, whose tears were splattered on the blue bricks due to the sudden pain, realized what Jiang Jibai had said and was immediately shocked.

What?! This one?! Is there something else? Jiang Jibai, you have no heart!

He was so startled that he almost rolled off the bench. Jiang Jibai took this as an excuse to avoid punishment and ruthlessly slapped him back to his original position, causing Qin Ji to burst into a loud cry of "injustice."

The clappers pounded like a sudden downpour, while the king's sobs sounded like whispered secrets.

The ruthless discipline, combined with the old injuries from the previous days, was truly "exhilarating."

Qin Ji tried to control himself from crying too loudly, but the pain was so intense that he couldn't hold back at all. His cries were melodious, with highs and lows, and a wavy, echoing tone at the end.

The painful lesson of being brutally punished before he could even finish his sob story was still fresh in Qin Ji's mind. He didn't even dare to beg for mercy, and could only cry out "Teacher" in a long and short voice.

The atmosphere between the master and disciple just now was so good. Jiang Jibai even patted his head. He shouldn't be so irritable now, right?

Why does it hurt so much when they hit me? It feels like they're trying to kill me.

After finally stopping, Qin Ji was still crying as he scratched five fingernail marks on the stool leg with his hand, gripping it tightly. He didn't even have the courage to reach out and touch the burning hot dragon's buttocks; even the wind felt painful.

The sound of the board being thrown aside startled Qin Ji, who stopped crying and craned his neck to look.

Seeing Jiang Jibai push open the door and leave, she was overjoyed, thinking that it might be over, but when she remembered "this item" that Jiang Jibai had just mentioned, she vaguely felt that it was unlikely.

As everyone knows, Jiang Jibai is a ruthless poison master.

The door creaked open, and Qin Ji looked over, trembling. He immediately saw Jiang Jibai carrying a wooden bucket in, with a soaking wet rattan soaking inside, clearly saturated with water.

Jiang Jibai put down the wooden bucket, closed the door behind him, picked up the rattan soaking in the bucket, and shook off the excess water.

As the water was shaken off, the air let out a mournful "whoosh," and a stream of water stains soaked into the blue bricks.

In an instant, Qin Ji was certain that he had seen the deadly Jiang Ji ghost.

The terrified King of Dayin tumbled off the bench, disregarding the dignity of the state, and rushed over to hug his teacher's leg, "Teacher, I know I was wrong."

I don't want this extra blessing. Can I save it for later?

Please have mercy and spare my life?

Punishment is punishment, there's no room for leniency. Jiang Jibai patted his little disciple's sweaty head, his tone calm, revealing no great anger, but he only said three words, "Get back down."

The three-word mantra terrified Qin Ji, who cried out and rolled back onto the bench without a moment's hesitation. The two rounds of back and forth caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

He gripped the stool leg tightly, his throat bobbing, and a faint sob escaped his lips.

"You were previously punished for being obsequious and sycophantic, and for not offering advice. Now you're being punished for acting without thinking, sowing the seeds of your family's ruin and extermination without even realizing it."

Upon hearing the words "confiscate their property and exterminate their clan," Qin Ji immediately understood what Jiang Jibai was angry about, and his mood became somewhat complicated.

If the previous actions stemmed from a sense of disappointment and frustration on the part of the teacher, then every subsequent action was taken from the teacher's perspective, out of concern for the student's well-being.

Jiang Jibai wanted him to know that serving a ruler is like serving a tiger.

Sure enough, Jiang Jibai said, "Today His Majesty trusts you, so you can say that your impersonation of him and sitting on the throne is acting in accordance with his will and is loyal to the emperor and the country. But if His Majesty's heart changes in the future, this will be a great act of usurpation and treason."

"act recklessly."

The cold reprimand carried a warm touch of concern, leaving Qin Ji with mixed feelings.

As Bian Feibai, he should feel lingering fear and be moved by his teacher's frankness in thinking of him at that moment.

But the tiger that was being accompanied by others, upon hearing the teacher say this, wanted to defend itself, but after thinking about it, it felt that what Jiang Jibai said wasn't wrong.

Having the world at their feet, wielding the power of life and death, and able to wipe out an entire wealthy and powerful family with a single word, naturally inspires fear in all who behold them.

This has nothing to do with right or wrong, it's just a matter of identity and status.

Those words that were inconvenient to say aloud, Qin Ji could only shout in his heart: I would never do that.

You have committed crimes that harmed the imperial body, overstepped your bounds, and were punishable by the extermination of your entire family, yet I did not execute you. At most, I cursed you in my heart.

Even though I mistakenly thought you were like Wang Jing in the palace, I never intended to settle scores later and send you to the frontier to grow potatoes.

Whether my heart changes or not, I will not pursue the matter; I am not that kind of person!

My teacher cares about me, hehe.

My teacher tells me everything, hee hee...

The word "hee" was shattered by the falling vine, and Qin Ji's mouth, which was about to soar, turned down in pain and became a crying face.

Jiang Jibai, you are a traitor!

I'm going to chop you up! Waaaaah!