After the slap, Shen Boyu pulled over a clean towel to wipe his hands and looked at Shen Xinglan to ask, "Those two slaps... are you willing to accept them?"
"I am willing," Shen Xinglan knelt on the ground, his spine still perfectly straight.
He could have used Yin Yang Qi to defend against the injury or used his cultivation technique to erase the marks, but he did not do that.
He understood that Second Grandpa's slaps were not to punish him but to awaken him.
If it were really about punishment, there was no need for Second Grandpa to take action—just like with Shen Qingping, sending someone directly to Ghost Mountain...
That would be a true punishment!
"Do you know what you are doing?" Shen Boyu pulled up a chair to sit in front of Shen Xinglan and asked aloud.
"I know," Shen Xinglan lifted his head to meet Shen Boyu's gaze, his face earnest.
