What the heck?
Her first reaction was shock.
Her second was that Grandpa had a death wish.
He was a civil official, with old arms and legs, yet he had gone to the Marquisate of Southern Pacification to whip a First-Rank Martial Marquis.
Had she misheard, or had this world turned into a fantasy?
Liu Shuyue tucked the two children under her arms and rushed inside, only to find Zhou Yunshen strolling leisurely across the roof tiles.
Down below, Liu Chengze was rolling up his sleeves, panting for breath.
"You little bastard, get down here! I promise I'll only give you three lashes. I absolutely won't beat you to death!"
With an expression that said, Do I look like a complete idiot to you? Zhou Yunshen gave Liu Chengze a look and left him to figure it out.
"Master, why don't you take a look at that whip? Black snakeskin on the outside, dragon bone at its core, and barbs all over it. You got that prized collectible from the old fellow at the Ministry of Punishments, didn't you?"
"Three lashes from that would leave me bedridden for half a month."
"I'm your grandson-in-law, for heaven's sake! Being this ruthless to your own family-have you gone mad?"
Liu Chengze spat on the ground.
His image as an elegant scholar had vanished without a trace. He looked no different from an old granny at the village entrance.
"You little bastard! After what you did to my precious girl, whipping you is letting you off lightly!"
"Quit wasting words and get your ass down here! Take three lashes like a good boy, and we'll call it settled!"
Zhou Yunshen wasn't stupid. He wasn't about to take that loss.
He crooked a finger. "I'm not coming down. Come up here if you can.