"I don't have the cane with me so I'll use a whip instead." Ye Qingtang said with a nonchalant tone. It sounded strangely creepy to Meng Yao and the others.
Before Meng Yao could even say anything, Ye Qingtang lifted her arm and hit Meng Yao's arm with the whip.
Whoosh! Meng Yao's sleeve instantly split open and a bloody wound appeared on her fair skin. Blood stained her clothes and it hurt so much that Meng Yao broke out into cold sweat.
"Arh!"
"First stroke." Ye Qingtang looked at Meng Yao casually, lifting her arm to prepare for the second stroke.
Meng Yao had never gone through hardship and she subconsciously dodged when Ye Qingtang's suddenly spoke.
"Those who dodge will receive double the punishment."
Those words were enough to make Meng Yao halt her actions.
Those rules existed…
Meng Yao didn't dare dodge anymore.
