"Old Master, don't be angry. Little Young Master is still young and doesn't understand. Perhaps in a couple more years, he will better. Let's not hit him, his body is already frail; if anything serious happens, how are we going to explain to Old Madam when she returns?" Uncle Zhong stood without moving, earnestly persuading.
Situ Zhi is the only scion of the General's Mansion. Since birth, Old Madam has doted on him enormously. As the saying goes, she treated him like a treasure she feared might fall from her hands and like something so precious she feared it might melt in her mouth. If she found out that Situ Yongjie was whipping him, wouldn't that turn the heavens upside down?
Hearing this, Situ Yongjie hesitated for a moment, uncertain whether to rescind his command.
"Situ Yongjie, dare to hit me, and grandmother will not let you off when she returns."
