Upon hearing about Zhang Ji Xin's tragic experience, all three listeners gasped collectively.
Zheng Qing couldn't decide whether Zhang Ji Xin was more pitiable or his father, who, despite being over forty, was still getting beaten. Suddenly, his own experience lying in the school hospital didn't seem as tragic.
But since Zhang Ji Xin got beaten, what about the others?
He instinctively turned to look at Xiao Xiao and Xin Fat Man.
"Don't look at me, I didn't get beaten."
Xin Fat Man had somehow fished out a piece of dried meat, chewing on it vigorously as if trying to calm his nerves, causing his voice to sound a bit muffled, "Besides you guys and the professors, no one knows I went to the Black Prison..."
"I actually wish I had gotten beaten."
