Upon hearing his father speak like this, Han Zizhi was somewhat astonished.
Why did his father want him to 'grit his teeth'?
Soon after, Han Zizhi felt his father's hand reach his waist, pinching a chunk of flesh with his thumb, index, and middle fingers...
Han Zizhi's face changed in panic, this seemed to be the 'family punishment' from his childhood!
Back in the day, when Han Zizhi was eight or nine, he was hated and feared, lawless and unreasonable, tough measures didn't work, and Han He couldn't bring himself to use the cane, so he 'developed' this kind of 'family punishment'.
Before Han Zizhi could think it through, Han He's hand had already twisted that piece of flesh on his waist, rotating it a full ninety degrees!
It was truly turned without discount...
Han Zizhi felt a surge of twisting, pulling, and piercing pain at his waist, at that moment, he almost wanted to let out a 'like a slaughtered pig' heartrending scream.
