Oil City.
Dong Tai was somewhat exhausted, facing this stubborn child, he truly didn't know how to handle the situation.
They tried everything, soft and hard methods alike, yet nothing got the child to open his mouth again.
It was already three in the morning.
Even indoors, the cold air from outside rushed in through the door and window gaps.
Looking at the child who had once again fallen unconscious, Dong Tai sighed.
He felt a bit reluctant, but for Oil City, for Big Camphor Tree Base, he hardened his heart.
He said to Xiao He beside him, "Splash water to wake him up!"
Splash!
A basin of cold water was poured onto the young boy's face.
Xiao Yuan slowly awoke, his whole body burning with pain, the red whip marks stinging even more with the cold water.
"You might as well save your efforts, I won't say a single word," Xiao Yuan said weakly.
Dong Tai sighed and said:
