"A new songstress!?"
Qin Hao instinctively perked up, about to ask if it was for real.
But the pain in his back brought him to his senses. He remembered again how his own brother had beaten him with a hundred thousand strokes of the rod that day.
He hurriedly suppressed his excitement and pretended not to be interested.
"An instinctive reaction can't lie!"
Qin Feng saw right through his younger brother's act, but didn't call him out. Instead, he comforted him. "Second Brother, don't be angry. I beat you for your own good!"
"For my own good!?"
Qin Hao couldn't hold back anymore. He jumped to his feet and shouted, "You beat me with a hundred thousand strokes of the rod without even asking what happened, and now you're telling me it was for my own good!?"
Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, for driving the Mythical Heavenly Chosen Son out of control. You have gained 100,000 Villain Points!
"This can actually work!?"
Qin Feng perked right up and earnestly said, "Second Brother, don't get so worked up. It's not that I beat you without asking what happened. I knew from the start that Xiao Bai was framing you, and I knew you were innocent."
"You knew, and you still beat me!?"
Qin Hao broke down on the spot.
He'd thought his brother had been misled by that wretched rabbit. Who knew he'd simply wanted to beat up his little brother all along?
If he hadn't known he couldn't beat his own brother, and that charging at him would only turn him into a practice dummy, his short temper would definitely have sent him rushing in to settle the score.
Ding-dong! Congratulations, host, for comforting the Mythical Heavenly Chosen Son into breaking down. You have gained 100,000 Villain Points!