Whoever can strike me hard will be rewarded handsomely.

He was clearly trying to sow discord between Shen Jiangliu and Shen Jiangliu, so how did he end up in this situation himself?

Is this reasonable?

With his hands clasped behind his back at his waist and his face pressed against the door, it was an uncomfortable position that foreshadowed Jiang Jibai's anger.

Jiang Jibai had previously tried to reason with Qin Ji when punishing him, but today he couldn't even wait for that process and directly pinned him against the door.

It's obvious that the good fortune is about to exceed expectations.

Alarm bells rang in Qin Ji's mind. Without the slightest hesitation, he blurted out, "Teacher, I was wrong!"

They admitted their mistakes quickly, but there wasn't a trace of sincerity in their words; they were clearly just afraid of getting beaten up.

The flames in his heart not only didn't go out but instead surged upwards. Jiang Jibai managed to suppress the fire somewhat and said coldly, "Fine, I suppose you don't feel wronged."

The rattan swatter, brimming with rage, lashed down fiercely, tearing the air with a mournful "whoosh." It struck Qin Ji two or three times in a place where he hadn't experienced "good fortune" for over a month, even leaving his clothes bleached and faded.

The position was so harsh that Qin Ji had no room to dodge. Tears streamed down his face and onto the door. The long-lost sound of crying rang out again in the small courtyard, and the first cry was already broken.

Fortunately, Bean was prepared and covered his ears, keeping a safe distance, so he wasn't scared and fell off the roof.

No matter how many times he heard His Majesty cry, Bean could never get used to it and always felt his heart pounding with fear.

He had witnessed His Majesty's ruthless decisiveness and ability to turn the tide of events with a flick of his wrist. Therefore, he was acutely aware of just how dangerous Jiang Jibai's actions were.

If the King of Beasts meows a few times at a specific person, would you really consider him a cat?

His sharp teeth and claws have torn apart many enemies.

Unfortunately, Jiang Jibai knew nothing about it and repeatedly beat up His Majesty. What a terrifying scene!

Jiang Jibai had no idea how terrifying his actions were. He simply pressed the rattan swatter behind his little apprentice and said, "These few blows are punishment for your disrespect towards your senior brother."

Qin Ji was in so much pain that he was dizzy and disoriented. He had originally planned to obediently agree to whatever the teacher said, but upon hearing this, his crying stopped and he immediately refused to do it.

He twisted and broke free from Jiang Jibai's grasp, snatched the rattan cane, and took two or three steps back. His eyes, still damp with moisture, glared at Jiang Jibai with undisguised sharpness. "Are you going to punish me for Shen Jiangliu?"

This was the second time Jiang Jibai had seen his young disciple with such a sharp expression, like a sword drawn from its sheath, with undisguised sharpness, completely different from his usual loud and howling manner.

The first time, he firmly grabbed the falling vine and said that His Majesty would summon him the next day.

Jiang Jibai realized that his little disciple, who seemed to act without any method or discipline, was actually very opinionated and arrogant.

Even towards his own teacher, he wasn't initially truly convinced of his abilities. Even though it was Bian Feibai who came to him wanting to become his student.

Jiang Jibai hadn't forgotten how this kid initially refused to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, didn't offer tuition, and wouldn't kneel before him.

Now that he has acknowledged himself as his teacher, he still addresses his eldest disciple as "Shen Jiangliu" repeatedly.

Deep down, he hadn't yet acknowledged Shen Jiangliu as his "senior brother".

When people seek a master, who would only recognize the teacher and not the senior disciples? They would have to go through numerous trials and tribulations to gain his approval.

Bian Feibai's rebellious and proud nature is evident.

Suppressing a kid like that will only provoke his rebellion.

Jiang Jibai did not confront him. Instead, he walked to the bookshelf, opened a wooden box, took out the letter inside, and placed it on the desk.

"This is a letter Jiang Liu recently wrote to me."

"From the time he asked me to recommend him for flood control when the torrential rains started in Ning'an, to the perilous situation he faced in Ning'an, every letter he wrote did not conceal the danger of his predicament, yet he never once expressed a word of regret to me."

"You say you want to do your part to speak up for the people, but you won't even set aside your so-called arrogance and ask someone who is truly risking their life to practice this ideal to call you 'senior brother'?"

Qin Ji did not actually harbor any real ill will towards Shen Jiangliu; it was merely a matter of royal pride, coupled with a touch of unspoken ambiguity.

This was also someone who called Jiang Jibai "Teacher," and who had entered the sect earlier than Qin Ji and was closer to the teacher. That's why Qin Ji reacted so strongly when he heard Jiang Jibai say that he was disrespectful to his senior brother.

Qin Ji knew that this was petty and narrow-minded, not the magnanimity of a ruler.

Although he cursed Jiang Jibai for being biased in his heart, he also knew that Jiang Jibai had done enough and had not shown favoritism.

Jiang Jibai's words made Qin Ji's expression relax slightly, but he was still muttering to himself.

Imperial Tutor, Imperial Tutor, who has ever heard of Imperial Senior Brother?

I dare to call him that, but does Shen Jiangliu dare to acknowledge it?

Jiang Jibai watched as the sharpness on Qin Ji's face gradually turned into awkwardness, knowing that the boy had already curbed his unnecessary arrogance.

He stretched out his hand to Qin Ji and said coldly, word by word, "If you've figured it out, then bring the rattan clapper over with both hands, raise it above your head, and kneel down."