Liu Huan raised his hand. First, he looked at it himself and felt something was off, so he rubbed his palm vigorously on his clothes until it turned red before showing it to Bai Shan and Bai Erlang, crying, "Look, my grandfather did this. If it weren't for me needing my right hand to write, he'd probably hit that too."
Bai Shan and Bai Erlang seriously looked at the palm and found two or three shallow red marks after a while. Bai Shan couldn't help but nod, "Indeed, Minister Liu is too harsh. If we had come a bit later, these marks might not be visible at all."
Bai Erlang tilted his head back and laughed heartily, very amused.
Liu Huan couldn't help but shout, "Hey, aren't we brothers who stick together come rain or shine?"
Of course, they were. So Bai Shan started earnestly guiding him with his studies, tested some content, and checked his progress over the past few days, nodding, "The teacher Minister Liu got for you is decent."
