The brothers Zhou Hansong and Zhou Hanchang were feeling much the same.
But the thought of their families made them wrap their arms around their knees like iron bands. They pressed their foreheads desperately against their knees, as if the sheer force could somehow lessen the pain.
Outside, Cheng Zongyang was focused completely. His expression was grave as he watched his three elders tremble in the tubs, their bodies rigid with tension.
Zhou Zhenyuan and Zhou Zhendong watched their fathers struggle and tremble, wishing they could just pull them out of the tubs.
"Watch closely. This will be your experience soon enough," Cheng Zongyang reminded them from the side.
The two brothers nodded emphatically, oblivious to their knuckles turning white from how tightly they clenched their fists.
Time ticked by.
