Zhang Xiaohua rolled his eyes. "What are you saying, Big Brother? Am I really so bad that Mother would hang me up?"
After Zhang Xiaohua explained, Zhang Xiaolong understood. He found a rope in a corner and securely tied Zhang Xiaohua's hands and feet. Zhang Xiaolong was quite skilled at it; he bound Zhang Xiaohua so tightly that he could not move an inch.
Guo Sufi, standing nearby, was heartbroken to see it and repeatedly told him to be gentler and loosen the ropes.
Once Zhang Xiaolong finished tying him up, Zhang Xiaohua smiled. "Mother, do you see how secure these bindings are?"
Guo Sufi quickly nodded. "Secure, very secure."
Before Guo Sufi had even finished nodding, Zhang Xiaohua exerted a little strength with his hands and feet. With two bangs, the ropes Zhang Xiaolong had painstakingly tied around his limbs snapped apart like dead grass. Zhang Xiaohua straightened up and said, "What do you think, Mother? Even if someone caught me, I could still escape like this, right?"
Guo Sufi was dumbfounded. She knew her son was strong, but she had never imagined it could be this frightening.
Still unwilling to give up, she said, "But if they catch you, they will surely throw you into a prison. What use is it if you can break the ropes?"
Zhang Xiaohua rubbed his nose. "In that case, Mother, let your son show you another trick."
With that, he brought the three of them into the main hall and had Zhang Xiaolong find another rope to bind him. This time, Zhang Xiaolong cut corners. Knowing that the fellow would snap the ropes as soon as he struggled, he did not waste much effort tying them.
After his elder brother finished, Zhang Xiaohua said, "Mother, Father, Big Brother, let this be the